My mother sent me to therapy when I was a kid.

I think I was about nine years old.

And this was after my parents had gotten divorced and more significantly after my father just basically bounced.

And we didn't know where he was and all his items and possessions and clothes were still in their same places in our house.

And there came a period of time after. items and possessions and clothes were still in their same places in our house.

And there came a period of time after my father had left really abandoned us that I got really sick.

I started to have all these physical or somatic symptoms.

I had like a really bad stomach ache.

My mom told me, I don't remember this, but she told me that my hair started falling out in like clumps because I was so stressed out. So I went to therapy and I was

very set on not wanting to discuss my father and what had occurred. And so basically it just turned

into this game where I would try to lead the therapist down path just to evade talking about like the big huge elephant in the room.

So it didn't really work that well for me when I was younger.

And I used to always think that I wasn't a person who was a good fit for therapy.

But I recently

started therapy again about six weeks ago. And the one thing that made a big difference for me,

as far as therapy now as an adult versus when I was younger, is that I'm really ready to

face my fears and my issues. I'm not afraid to cry about

these things. I'm not afraid to finally be mad at my father for doing that to me and my mom

when I was eight years old. So it's funny because I used to be somebody that would purposefully

sabotage my own therapy by not working with the therapist and wanting to work on my own issues.

But now I'm somebody and I'm a person who's actually excited about seeing my therapist every week.

Taking care of our minds is just as important as taking care of our bodies.

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