This Girl's Going to Therapy(ies)
There was a day about two weeks ago that for whatever reason, I wasn't able to exercise. As the day wore on, so did the depression. I was a little surprised how quickly it came and how heavy it was. In that moment I realized that all my exercising, supplements, and eating healthy were helping keep the depression away, but they weren't healing me. Sure, I'm mostly happy, but I wouldn't say I'm joyful or light or at peace. My husband and children deserve a joyful wife and mother. I deserve to be a joyful wife, mother, and woman. That's when I decided it was time to seek professional help. This isn't the first time that I've thought about seeing a counselor, but it is the first time I've acted on it. During my husband's deployment, I was encouraged to see one, but I told myself that I didn't need to, and that I was fine. I was strong enough to handle my husband being gone, my two small children, and being pregnant. I was Superw...