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My life goals Resonate with her post. Work won't feel like work if it's your passion, and makes difference in people's lives in a positive way. Thinking🤔 how my life is positively impacting the people around me at my workplace motivate me in many ways 😂.#Highly Sensitive person aka hsp #HSP #PTSD

Hey Mighties
Who of you gets daily "therapy session" by your emotional support animal(ESA)? What kind of ESA do you have?
I have 3 bunnies, with 3 totally different characters, and each of them helps me in a different way. On the pic is bunny Coco Chanel, who is using my bed and me to hop on and off. She loves cuddling.

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I hope that me having to wait on my therapist to arrive to our video session doesn’t become a habit. Yesterday was the second time. And her excuse the first time was that she had to go to the restroom and it took longer than expected. Then yesterday’s excuse was that she accidentally overbooked. Now I am in my own head thinking things like is she tired of meeting with me?

Should I just find a new therapist? Because I have had her as my therapist for two years now. Maybe she is ready to drop me as a client? I wish she would let me know how she really feels. Because I wanted badly to get some venting done yesterday and didn’t get a chance to since our session didn’t happen. I plan to vent about what I initially planned to share with you all.

I will post it here on the mighty later. But, for now I need help figuring out what to do in regards to a therapist who I considered to be an important part of my mental health journey. Do I continue on playing the waiting game if it happens again. Or should I confront her on the issue? Or just cut ties and find another therapist?

Photo credit: Levi Meir Clancy #Depression #HSP #Highly Sensitive Person or HSP #Grief

I was an average student all my life . I had learning issues, but I didn't know why i had them. After taking therapies, I got to know, I had experienced trauma all my life. The skills I had learnt I couldn't recall recently. I felt shame 😔 sad nd upset as I looked like an unprofessional. I forget names, spellings. Good memories I can't recall from my past. I only remember trauma related stuff so clearly 🤦‍♀️ . I am fighting with my self to get back to normal 😪 I sometimes feel like giving up. Don't want to open my eyes but thinking about my kids I fight again with my self and cycle continues.

For the past 3 years I regularly have dreamed of a picture I came across of a woman reaching up for Heavenly assistance. I feel I have been in that position constantly the past 4 years and regularly picture myself in this pose as I pray or talk to God and thank Christ for going through what He did so I didn't feel as alone as I otherwise would.
I have wanted a large recreation of that picture but the woman looked nothing like me. I felt like I needed one that looked like me. I could feel God pushing me to try and decide who I would ask to paint it for me. I wanted the me to look like my younger self but also a bit of who I am now.

I brought this desire to my mom as something to put on my small Christmas list this year. I wasn't sure if she could find someone or if it would come to pass.

Here is that very masterpiece that I speak of. It is so very very perfect and uncannily like looking in a mirror of the me inside this cumbersome body. And my smiling eyes too!!
Right down to the curly-q's framing my face.

What a tender precious gift. The artist has never even met me before!

So here is me proudly parading this priceless perfect treasure. I have never wanted to hug something so inanimate before. It is the PERFECT companion to my picture that my Grandma D left me.

It is going RIGHT by my bed where I can look up at it and towards heaven as I speak my soul's gratitude, struggles, and love for our incredible Heavenly Father as I tearfully thank Him for the best gift ever: my parents! 🥲🥲🥲💗❤️💕💖

Thank you both so much! Love you dearly!!

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The biggest fear in anyone life is fear of loosing our dear ones. My father had 2 leg amputation surgeries recently, due to gangrene and again his leg is infected 😔. I can't even see him. Just call 📞 nd keep in touch through phone 📱. My step mother is taking care of him nd she has lost hope in his recovery. Request you all to remember my father in your prayers as prayers have power to change any situation 🙏 .

I’ve come to discover what my siblings really think of me. And I have to honestly say that I’m trying hard to get over feeling the way that I feel. It’s like they are moving on and living their lives. While I’m stuck swimming in a pool of emotions. I took my mother into my care in 2020. Because she was living alone 8hrs away and was mixing her meds with alcohol. And when I traveled to check on her I was heartbroken. All of my 4 siblings saw the condition she was in and also her living environment. And we did a group call trying to figure out what to do next.

No one really knew what to do. But they didn’t seem to be doing anything about it at all besides just talking about it. I’m an at home mom so I volunteered to let her move in with me. In hopes that they will agree to help out. Which they all said they will send money to help, they will let her stay with them during holidays. All of this type of stuff lol. It’s hilarious because none of them kept their words after my mom’s first year with me. They did what they said they would do one time. But no more after that.

It’s saddening especially when these people are those that I have also helped. I’ve traveled long distances to support them, babysat their kids for weeks at a time. I’ve loaned money. And the thanks I get for all of the good I’ve done for each one of them. Is to overhear them talk about me behind my back and call me sorry. And to actually have a phone conversation with one who accused me of neglecting our mom when I went out on a date with my husband and didn’t include her. Hmm..

I’ve been on a journey of trying to self heal from all of this because this all happened this month. And November is almost over. And I’m still not over it. I went on a vow silence for a weekend. And it was a super beautiful experience. But two days was not enough for me to completely reap the benefits of silence. I wanted to tap into my inner peace but couldn’t really do that. I would like for it to be a month long experience but with me being a mom and having to take kids to appointments and meet with teachers it seems impossible.

I just need to figure out another way to heal from this realization that my siblings thinks horribly of me. Although, I have been there for them emotionally and financially. Please someone give me some advice. Because my next appointment with my therapist isn’t til after thanksgiving break. And this will be a stressful first holiday that I am absolutely heartbroken by my toxic family members. #sad #HSP #Highly Sensitive person aka hsp #Depression #Introvert #FamilyAndFriends #TheMighty