After 6 months of therapy, I am saying goodbye to my therapist. This is the letter I wrote to her expressing my thanks for everything she has done. I'm excited for life without therapy, but I am so nervous. Tuesday mornings just won't be the same.
A letter I wrote to the "Old Me" in trying to grieve my mental illness and start moving on from my mental health crisis. A raw letter of recovery and the realist of it not being as easy of a choice as it may seem.
I've spent years not being able to trust other people. But I've recently come to the shocking realisation that I don't even trust myself anymore.