The Ides of March Came (…and Went)

We’ve made it halfway through March and it’s safe to say that things have been…adequate. I suppose I’ll take what I can get.

That being said, I’m now knee deep in Quota season. Who’s excited?

Will & Grace nbc will and grace burlesque megan mullally GIF (also pictured – my #excitementlevel)

I’ll be working weekends until further notice, which is fine actually, but puzzling. We’re down on cases and I’m mostly confused as to how or why there seems to be all of this extra work. Where is it coming from? How is it happening? Who isn’t doing their job? #whatmurderamiplanning

Oh well. I’ll take my overtime and keep my mouth shut.

I’ve also started therapy, which probably isn’t a bad idea. I did it mostly because of the events of February and the fact that Winter makes me a cranky and sad human being. I don’t know how to deal with cold that hurts me beyond…January. This is probably a bad thing considering I live in Michigan. We’re also going to discuss the fact that my job is…adequate. As is many things.

Here’s hoping to Spring – and things being less adequate and a whole lot better than adequate. Maybe even good.

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It’s Not Me, It’s You

I broke my promise to write every week (or at least I think I did). But I’m writing more than once every three months and let’s look at that as a victory, shall we?

I quit my therapist this week.
Or to be more exact I fired her. I accessed the hive mind and it seemed like the time is right. I have been seeing her since January and we’re at a standstill. She’s given some good advice, especially in regards to my mother. But, on the other hand, she hasn’t given enough words. I would say something and she would go “Yup, she’s awful.”
Then each session would turn into how I’m wasting my potential and why I haven’t quit my job.
This, obviously, got old. I tried to divert the conversation back to where I wanted, but it didn’t work. Maybe I didn’t try hard enough? But I also can’t help but think I shouldn’t have to try hard enough?

So I canceled my last appointment and I’ve ghosted her. I’ll try therapy again in a few months when insurance elections settle (changing things at work), but yeah. I need different help.

Considering I got help to begin with and I’m willing to try again, this is also a victory, right?

Jam of the Day – The Head and the Heart “Rhythm and Blues”

 

It Might Be Okay To Feel Your Feelings

I had my first therapy appointment about a week ago. It went considerably better than I expected. I was incredibly nervous, which apparently is quite normal. What I expected was the following (or something like it).

“So, why are you here? Tell me a bit about yourself,” says the nice, yet intimidating older therapist lady.

“…well, I’m not sure. I don’t really get along with my mother, which causes a lot of tension…er…fights in the house. I also am, I guess, anxious about a lot of stuff. Like, I don’t know…I just thought this would be a good idea? You know, I figured it couldn’t hurt or whatever,” I reply, timidly, looking around the office at all the books and boxes of Kleenex, tucked in corners for use by clients who burst into tears at a moment’s notice.

“…If that’s all, frankly, I’m not sure I can really help you. You either need to be bonkerballs or…no, that’s really it. So call me when you’re stark raving mad, okay? You do seem awful nice,” comes the somewhat canned response as she hands me a card and sends me on my way.

 

…This clearly did not occur. The therapist was kind and amusing and gentle with the fact that it was blatantly obvious that I was basically terrified. We just chatted and I didn’t come off like a lunatic. I have another appointment coming up and to say I’m looking forward to it is an exaggeration, but it’s certainly not something I’m dreading now. It’s also not something I plan on telling my mother about. There are some things she just doesn’t need to know about, you know?

Jam of the Day – Arkells “11:11”