Not to flex or anything, but my psychiatrist said I could step down from monthly visits to being seen every two months.
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The Shift
I had a panic attack at work yesterday.
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I realized I’m writing a novel about healing from trauma.
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The cool thing about virtual therapy is that you can watch yourself cry.
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On Wednesday, my boyfriend and I went to see Frozen 2.
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Every other week, I get an individual session with Lisa, the therapist who runs IOP.
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I was never sure if the lightbulb was a magical amulet or just something I needed to take to Lowe’s so I could find a match for the burnt-out fixture in my bedroom. Once I put it in my purse, I felt very sure that it must never leave my possession.
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Books like The Perks of Being a Wallflower and Looking for Alaska shaped my adolescence. Filled with pithy quotes that appeal to angst-ridden teens like I was, they provided an escape from the depression I felt in high school.
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December has never been an easy time for me. My days yawn out before me, vast and unstructured. I have blood work appointments, psychiatrist visits, and counseling sessions on the calendar, while all around me, Christmas is in the air.
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