Again, I found a personal journal entry I would like to share. This one is actually an email I sent to my therapist. Keep in mind this was written 4 years ago from the date of this post. Honestly, I still feel this way about her all this time later. She has been great, and I love her dearly.
I trust you.
I trust you so much.
I trust you more than I’ve ever trusted anybody.
I trust that you care.
I trust that you know what you’re doing.
I trust that you won’t ever leave me.
I trust that you are strong enough to support me when I need it.
I trust that you will care for me in times of distress……..
You will not let me fall too far, too fast.
I trust that I can tell you things…..
things that are scary and true,
and embarassing and frightening,
and weird and seemingly silly,
and you will not think bad thoughts about us….
you will not think we are a freak.
I trust that you believe in me.
That you see all that I am,
and all that I can be,
even when I cannot.
I trust that I can cry,
I can be happy,
I can be me.
I can be all of me,
and you will not leave.
You will still be there
supporting me and caring.
I trust you so so much……..
I have shared feelings with you
that I’ve never shared with anyone else.
I’ve never before expressed fear.
I’ve never before said, “I’m scared……
Not to anybody but you……….
And you are there,
and you care, and you stay by me all the time.
You were there for me so much when you didn’t even have to be.
You never left me.
You care so much we think……
And I trust.
……………….so why does this scare me??????? just a little bit…………
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