Abrahams, Robin
Six months later, I was finally seeing a therapist after ferociously resisting help all my adult life. Lebanon is not falling off a cliff now, it’s already hit the water and it’s struggling against the undercurrent to come back up for air. My therapist, who helped me jump ship, is ...
In this foreign land the moral code and manners felt alien. I was not seen as a man’s equal. I was treated like property and made to feel that I had no control over my own body. While I’m glad I live in a country that has progressed far beyond that mentality, America still has...
Today, I officially accepted the offer as a behavior therapist who is working with children with autism. I felt like crying, but I didn’t. Instead, I went to the pool and meditated, then fell asleep on the chair under the palm trees. I feel grateful, for Ian, and for myself....
My therapist suggested EMDR therapy due to certain triggers and responses in my life. I had heard of this therapy before and knew a little bit about it so it didn’t surprise me when she brought it up. I just didn’t know if I was ready (here’s a link with information if you ...
anxiety and stress. JT and I weren’t communicating properly which lead to a lot of hurt feelings and The Period of Not Good Times. A lot of fun was had though. I massaged with another cool massage therapist and made some money. I experienced amazing inclusion and woke up to the sounds...
We had a young couple come in and just like we did when we first saw our house, they fell in love with it. It is the perfect house in my opinion for a family starting out. Great location, decent size and a perfect starter home. With a little back and forth we finally agreed on ...
So while I wait for my brain to regulate serotonin levels from this new drop in dosage, I breathe deep into my gut and initiate my five senses. My sweet Linnaya (my therapist) tells me to do this. I hear a bird. The wind. Yikes, the wind is kind of scary. It brings dark clouds...
I really didn’t have anyone to talk to when I was in the thick of it. My husband felt guilty. My therapist just didn’t get it. My best friends were having babies. My friends with older children thought my stepchildren were enough. ...
My therapist says we can work on that. Which part, I want to ask her. The more time passes, the more details I remember from that summer fling. That first date, a ladybug landed on me. They’re the only bugs that don’t scare me because my grandparents’ house had so many. They...