Today was therapy day. I wish I could say it went well but I almost feel like it was a waste of an hour (not that I had anything better to do). I froze and didn’t really know what to talk about…but I had so much to say that I didn’t. This has never happened to me before. I usually take advantage of therapy but I didn’t today.
All that I really discussed was the topic of my sister having a baby in the next 2-5 weeks. Maybe subconsciously it was what I needed. I think I’m handling the entire baby situation really well, better than I thought I would be able to. I’m actually getting really excited for her. She asked me to be in the labor and delivery room with her, which is an honor. I know it’s going to be hard for me, but I’m trying not to make it about me.
My therapist told me that I need to “mourn” the process of not being able to have my own biological child. Just like when someone passes away, you go through the different stages of grief. She believes that I am starting to accept it. Not that I’m ever going to full accept it but that I’m going to be more okay with it.
I took a 3 hours nap today, which usually means I’m starting to go into another manic depression. So I guess it’s a waiting game to see if that happens or not. I hate being so negative about it but I know the facts and my body. Other than that I don’t have anything new going on.
How is your day going?
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