I’m in therapy. I’m approaching 43 and I’ve been in therapy for the better part of my adult life. In my younger years, I was ashamed of it — embarrassed to admit to friends and family that I needed help when it came to managing my emotions. I believed that this was an “abnormal” part of me, something that made me weak.
Then I realized I had it all wrong.
Now that I’m older and wiser, I have a very different perspective on the matter. Today, I see it as a sign of bravery and strength.
Yes, I am in therapy — and not only am I NOT ashamed to admit it to my kids, but I’m actually proud of it. By letting my children see this part of me, I know that I’m setting a positive example for them.
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