You Know...
...things are going just swimmingly when you receive an offer to go to the Women's Retreat (not one of my favorite things) for free and accept it as preferable to being home for the weekend.
Retreat's tomorrow. Got the e-mail yesterday. I was going to say no, but then Dad struck again. On February 14th, of all days.
Counselor gave me a new perspective to work with on that subject when we met on Tuesday. And last night, when I found myself needing it, it worked. For an hour or two. Then I started to feel it. I guess I don't get beginner's luck this time. That's ok.
Dad had already killed Sunday, Monday and Tuesday for me. Then he threw a wrench into Wednesday night. So when I found myself starting to fall apart last night, I was almost desperate. I wasn't about to let him steal Thursday and Friday, too! So I texted Counselor.
Of course, as soon as I sent it, I regretted it. There was an argument. I felt like Gollum/Smeagol. But- and this is a big deal- I knew I had made the right choice. So I managed to shut up the voices calling me weak and telling me not to bother her with stupid crap.
She's nuts, though. I woke up at 5:25 this morning for unknown reasons, and as I was lying there semi-conscious, my phone beeped. Wha?? Since I was awake, I figured I'd see what was up. New phone. New sounds. Not sure what that was... It was a text message. From Counselor. At 5:25 in the morning!
And yes, it was exactly what I needed.
Retreat's tomorrow. Got the e-mail yesterday. I was going to say no, but then Dad struck again. On February 14th, of all days.
Counselor gave me a new perspective to work with on that subject when we met on Tuesday. And last night, when I found myself needing it, it worked. For an hour or two. Then I started to feel it. I guess I don't get beginner's luck this time. That's ok.
Dad had already killed Sunday, Monday and Tuesday for me. Then he threw a wrench into Wednesday night. So when I found myself starting to fall apart last night, I was almost desperate. I wasn't about to let him steal Thursday and Friday, too! So I texted Counselor.
Of course, as soon as I sent it, I regretted it. There was an argument. I felt like Gollum/Smeagol. But- and this is a big deal- I knew I had made the right choice. So I managed to shut up the voices calling me weak and telling me not to bother her with stupid crap.
She's nuts, though. I woke up at 5:25 this morning for unknown reasons, and as I was lying there semi-conscious, my phone beeped. Wha?? Since I was awake, I figured I'd see what was up. New phone. New sounds. Not sure what that was... It was a text message. From Counselor. At 5:25 in the morning!
And yes, it was exactly what I needed.
Labels: Counseling
posted by The Other Gatekeeper at
12:00 PM
1 Comments:
Yay for you for asking for support, and for not second-guessing yourself. Yay for Counselor and her early-morning texting. And a threatening wave of a rolled-up newspaper for You Know Who.
I hope the retreat is very good for you.
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