Therapy
I go to see my therapist every wendesday morning. It's my rountine thing to do. I really enjoy to find out who I am and what I can't act in this small room.I have been dealing with my emotional issues for a while in my sessions. It has been good. I touched my part of my life I really fear for. Sometimes, I got scared but I still felt really happy that I finally try hard to understand where it came from.
My doctor asked me last week. Had I remembered things we talked in the sessions? The funny part was that I didn't remember a thing in most of time aftrer sessions. I am not sure I tried not to remember or it just slipped in the water and no where to find. :p So I would spend time to go over same questions over and over.
We started discussion about a defensive mechanism in my body today. There is the mechanism I built in my mind. I try to protect myself to get hurt. I want myself to become more mysterious. I don't know why. Or, I may know why. It's just really deep.
The therapy for me is a good direction. I feel like I am going somewhere in my life. It's so interesting. I came from a society that communication and confrontation is not the major part of my life. I am learning now. Slowly and gradually.
The funny thing is I go to my therapy session on time now. I find it's very interesting because I still go late to different occasions. But, not for therapy session. I even walk slowly in the morning on Broadway before I go to the session before I used to run in the last minutes. Humm.....
That's new me. I guess. Need to go to sleep. Tomorrow...lol
posted by Ken @ 1:01 AM
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