To help deal with all the stuff in my life, I started seeing a therapist once a month. I figured, it can't hurt.
When you add stress at work to being a caregiver to a mom with EOAD to being a mom of two small children and a wife and keeping a house running, well you can imagine I run on empty sometimes.
So last time I went to talk to him, we discussed Prosecutors and Defense Attorneys. Interesting you think?
Anyway, basically we have both in our heads. When we are down on ourselves about stuff, the prosecutor is making his or her case about how terrible we are, how awful things are, and how we'll never get through this - ie go to jail and do not pass go. What we need to do is work with our defense attorney. Not to the point that we get off scott free from everything that we need to deal with, but to bring us back to a balance. Yes, this event sucks (my mom having EOAD) but its not something that should send me to prison (depression, anxiety, not being able to still do things with my friends etc). Our defense attorney needs to be able to help us. Unfortunately, most of us let the prosecutor run the show.
That made me remember a friend relaying a message from her pastor about planes. Our minds are the air traffic controller, and our thoughts are airplanes. Its up to our air traffic controller to decide which planes land and stay, which planes buzz and are denied landing, and which planes land and then we make leave. I liked that analogy at the time. Negative, self beating up thoughts are to be denied landing!
Anyway, none of this may make sense to you if you don't struggle with negative self talk, but I do. I'm my own worst critic.
So today my goal is to let my defense attorney beat up on my prosecutor, and my ATC to keep those negative planes from landing. :)
The therapist also suggested I journal..and guess where my journal is. Haha you got it....blogspot.
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