The world keeps turning, without me pushing it. The plane will stay aloft without me willing it to do so. The boat will float whether I pay attention or not. And no-one can control the outcomes of other people’s actions. These are facts. These are difficult to accept.
I can’t really explain what this one is about, because I’d be lying if I said I fully knew myself… it’s basically an attempt at an expression of what’s going on in my head at the moment but I don’t really know how to put it into words just yet.
I expect it will be the first of several as this doesn’t come anywhere near to giving the full picture!!!
It came about following two exasperatingly frustrating therapy sessions in which I reverted to being basically non-verbal at times, which is my MO when I have a new issue pop up. I don’t have the words to express it at first. And my therapist’s response is invariably “can you write about it?” then when I shake my head, “can you draw it?”… then I stare at him and whisper “draw it?” he nods, “I’ll try”.
And then drawings happen… and he somehow helps me make sense of what I’ve drawn and together we find the right words and then we can formulate the problem, which allows us to come up with a way of working on it. And that is basically how my therapy goes. #ilovemytherapist.