My client died last week.
She drove me to the bridge and jumped off.
Everyone says emotional pain is akin to physical pain; like when someone cuts your limb off. You feel the pain of the severance and a few months later after the healing, you begin to feel phantom limb syndrome. It feels like the limb is there but it actually isn’t.
It’s just a feeling.
A gnawing feeling of what could have.
And I always told my clients the cliché, “don’t stress the could haves. If it should have, it would have.”
But life is like the evil clown that gets into your head and uses your worst fear against you.
And that fear is how I ended up in my own four walls.
All white walls with bright fluorescent bulbs.
These walls have become the perfect backdrop for
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