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What I (sort of) Learned in Therapy
Therapy. It has its pros and cons. And I’ve been in and out of it for a decade. So, here’s what I’ve learned. Sort of.
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Everyone Missed the Autism by a Mile
Looking back, even when I did talk to my therapists and try to express myself, they had no idea how to handle my responses. None of them could really “read” me. It’s funny to me now, of course, seeing as that was my overall goal. I wanted everyone around me to only see what I wanted them to. Even in therapy. (Can you tell I have trust issues?)
I really can’t blame them. In therapy sessions I was so highly masked or I didn’t say a word the whole hour, so how could anyone have possibly seen that I might be on the spectrum. Besides, it did take living with my step mom for two whole years before she suspected autism herself.
I Wasn’t The Problem Actually
One of the key things I realized early on, like waaaaay early on, was that I was a child and I didn’t really have control over my circumstances.
My therapy journey started with grief counseling after my mother passed away. Did we ever talk about my mother and work through the grieving process? Not really. There was too much going on in my life that…
