Use Your Words Challenge
Hello and Happy Friday to you!
Welcome to Use Your Words. Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them.
At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
My words are: paper ~ couch ~ freezer ~ Fan ~ peanut butter
They were submitted by:http://eileensperpetuallybusy.blogspot.com/
As you read this, I will be at my first therapy session. I am not sure exactly what to expect besides the cliched image of me lying on a couch while a therapist with a stone face listens and takes notes on paper.
I would much rather be sitting in my underwear eating nutella or peanut butter out of the jar and reading some trashy novel on my day off avoiding my feelings, my issues, and everything going on in this brain of mine. But I need to do this.
Am I a fan of therapists? Yes I actually am. I believe they have tools and resources to help us.
Now am I a fan of helping myself? Well...that's a little trickier.
I feel like a hypocrite-for a few reasons. If someone I know is struggling mentally, physically or spiritually I am there for them in a heartbeat. I want to see them flourish and live the healthiest life possible. When they poo-poo going to the doctor or therapist I am right there telling them to reach out-that there's nothing wrong asking or needing help. But when it comes to me...I would rather deflect attention elsewhere. I am content to reach into the freezer and pull out some icecream and avoid my feelings. I put on a happy face so I do not upset anyone. I hold in instead of letting out my emotions.
I know that is wrong.
I know that is unhealthy.
But that's me.
And part of a reason I am going today.
At least I'm taking that first step and acknowledging I need some help right?
Please don't forget to stop by these other amazing bloggers today and check out the words they got and how they creatively used them:
Spatulas On Parade
Southern Belle Charm