I started my therapy session a few weeks ago with a “my life’s okay but I’m really frustrated and irritated.” These emotions are the reason I sought therapy in the first place so my therapist wasn’t surprised. We talked a bit about the situation and the he, unbeknownst to me, started the therapeutic part of his session:
I’ve mentioned it many times before: I have crippling social anxiety. I never realized just how crippling it was until recently (in the past 3 years). Many times I just thought it was normal to obsess over and avoid situations. However, once those “quirks” started affecting my every day life as an adult, and eventually my children, I knew I needed to work on overcoming some of the quirks. One of the ways I decided to tackle it head on was to join a running group.