In the beginning . . . .
I am by no means a writer, influencer or important person- I hope to feel differently about my importance one day soon and I’ll explain further in a moment. I have ran my practice (mental health private practice) on the premise that it’s important to normalize feelings and reactions. It’s normal to be sad when your dog dies, it’s normal to be frustrated when your partner doesn’t verbalize appreciation after a meal you worked hours to perfect, it’s normal to laugh at an inappropriate joke or be disgusted with yourself after an intrusive thought. It’s normal to want to crawl under a rock and hide for days on end, or dance wildly to the music playing in your head phones as you mow the lawn. It’s normal to fall asleep at night and hope that you don’t wake in the morning or fear falling asleep because you may not wake up. It’s normal to feel guilt over setting a boundary with a toxic person for fear that you may be judged. It’s normal to want to throw something because the anger feels goo