I knew this day would happen. I mean it would have to for me to get fully better. But I also fear it.
My therapist wants to me to start facing those memories that I have buried down deep in my mind. And I now I’m standing in the crossroads.
One path is me getting completely better and the other is me kinda getting better but never really be there. This coping method has been the only thing keeping me alive for so many years . And helping me make thru some very rough times. I’m scared of letting that go. And yeah I’m stuck.