Friday, March 9, 2012
Billie Joe Armstrong is My Idol (Title Has No Relation to my Post I'm Just Singing Green Day on Guitar Hero While Trying to Come Up with a Title)
I went to my therapy appointment today and it went well. I was so scared that she was going to be angry with me for buying the wrong book but she wasn't and if she was, she didn't let me know it. The workbook I have is on Dialectical Behavior Therapy. She said she didn't know much about it but she had heard good things. I'm on page 40 so I think its going well. Most things would have lost my attention by page 10. But this I'm finding interesting. It is reminding me that not everything I do is negative. There are some good things to me. That's what I have to do for my next therapy session next Friday - make a list of good things about me. It'll be tough. I'm not really one to see the good in things let alone myself. But the book is helping. And believe it or not, today's therapy session helped too. I was convinced that it wouldn't. Actually, I was convinced that my therapist was a puppy kicking, hair pulling bully. But she's not. She is nice. I don't know why I tend to villify everyone. Ok, so maybe not everyone. Just her mostly. But I did do it. I wish I wouldn't. I wish I could go through life with lollipops and rainbows like my hubby. But I must be true to myself and until I've gone through enough therapy with Dr. Not-Cruella-Deville to learn differently I guess I will continue to villify someone most of the time. I mean what good is a story without a villian. I'll try to limit it to one person at a time. Now, I just have to call that kitten punching, shin kicking chick who is going to fix my blue-green hair color. I'm sure in reality she's really sweet.