I do think that talking to someone about my problems was a good thing. I learned how I should be dealing with the issues in my life. I still believe that praying about them is the number one thing to do, but I also believe the Lord sends us people to help us and advise us. I know this because I've been that person before. I look back on conversations I've had with people and I know the Lord gave me the words to tell them. I know I didn't come up with it on my own, I'm not that smart. My life may have given me the experience to talk to them, but I couldn't have come up with that stuff on my own. The Lord gives us words, and sends us temporary angels when we need them. I can't count how many temporary angels have been sent to me in my life. In fact, I doubt I even know about most of them.
My therapist was a 53 year old woman, I'll call her C.C., that turned out to be a good match for me. I believe the Lord sent me to C.C. for the advice I needed. Someone that would listen to me like a friend, but would also tell me the hard things I needed to hear that no one else would tell me.
It turns out my trust issues were the least of my problems. I learned that I'm what is referred to as a Highly Sensitive Person or HSP. Sounds fake, right? But it's true. There's a website and everything. The characteristics of HSP are varied, and I qualified for all but maybe one. It explains why I'm always hyper-aware of everything around me. I notice when something is in the wrong place, or when things need put away, or if someone does something out of the ordinary or out of character. Crumbs on the floor drive me crazy, as well as dirty socks or dishes or yucky smells. At any given moment on the road I can tell you where every car is around me, and can anticipate their next move most of the time. I just thought that was all part of being a mom! Another characteristic is feeding off of the emotions of others. I can be having the best day, but if David comes home in a bad mood it will rub off on me and make me mad or sad or anxious. Other characteristics are like an intolerance for loud noises, which explains my hatred of vacuuming, hair drying and so on. The website is very interesting and helpful, and is worth looking at, HSP.com. It's not a disease or disorder, it's just an inherited personality trait. That's all.
It turns out I also battle anxiety. That's not good for someone who has trust issues. But it's even worse for someone living in a house with five other people who all have their own set of issues. Combining HSP with anxiety basically means I emotionally take on all the problems and moods of everyone in my house, and then proceed to worry and fret about all of them at the exact same time till my head is about to explode.
Good times, right?
I feel so emotionally drained. The last time I was this mentally worn out was during the divorce.
As for my trust issues, those were all addressed in the first session. C.C. Helped me to see that worrying about my marriage is pointless. I know the real signs of a cheating husband, I know what to look for, and if all David is doing is answering a text on his phone I need to get over it. I can either make my marriage miserable by anticipating the worst, or I can relax and enjoy my marriage with the faith that it will be wonderful. I don't need to worry until I have a legitimate reason to worry. That answer almost seemed too simple for me, but the more I think about it the more I see her point.
So here I am, the sixth member of this house, and I'm now bringing in my own set of issues to add to everyone else's. I'm trying not to focus on that because it makes me freak out. C.C has helped me see ways I can minimize my anxiety, and also how to deal with problems when they arise. It's still going to take me a while, but I feel better than I did two months ago.
The prognosis is good. I learned what I needed to learn, and was told the things I needed to hear. Some of it wasn't easy to hear, but that's her job. I see her as my friend that will tell me the truth no matter what. It's a job I could never do. Things have gotten better for me, but I'm still going to keep her number around just in case.