mom

so today i told my mom. she called to tell me about some family issues. that was enlightening. it made me realize that everyone in my family has their own way of coping with things... my mom buries her emotions, an uncle uses alcohol, an aunt pop pills... none of them have ever even considered therapy.

i dont wanna be like any of them. i see my mothers buried emotions come to the surface from time to time while at the same time eating her alive. i know first hand the dangers of drug and alcohol abuse. i want to get better. i want to deal with and work though my issues. i no longer want to use food to sedate valid emotions. and a therapist can help me with this. i only wish my family could see how therapy would help them.

so i told my mom about my thoughts about my friend. about my inability to 'get over it'. i reminded her that i have was diagnosed with an ED three years ago. i felt i had to remind her cause it is something, one of many things, we never talk about. i told her that i was going back to therapy. hubby cautioned against telling her. he was worried her reaction would effect my recovery. i took a chance and it worked well. she had some questions but when i explained what was happening she seemed to understand and she shared with me a death she isnt over yet. so that was good. it showed a level of understanding i dont think she has shown me before.