I’m a few weeks into Cognitive Processing Therapy (CPT) with my doc, working through some trauma from over a decade ago that’s shown it’s ugly head 10-fold the last couple of years.
It’s rough. Like I’d-love-to-curl-up-in-a-ball-for-a-few-days-without-moving rough. I can drag myself to appointments because I promise myself a latte at the only Starbucks I know of with indoor seating after.
It’s not an Oki coffee shop but it’ll do.
This week’s homework was exceptionally tough, and I’ll be honest, I’m dreading my appointment this afternoon. It’s hard not letting that drag me down all week. But I can’t because I know that will impact the kiddos.
So what did I do this morning? I snuggled with G until she woke up. And then we drank a giant milkshake and meditated in the sun.
I can’t make my thoughts and memories go away but I can surely make my days enjoyable. I just have to try a little harder sometimes…and add a little ice cream, coffee, and meditation.
Love others. Love self. Love coffee.
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