CW: This contains casual references to toileting.
I couldn’t make it in to see my therapist yesterday, i was unable to leave my house. I’m fortunate that she’s willing to do phone sessions. I was around 12 hours into detoxing off the booze, and was basically a mess in every way possible.
I’ll spare you the gorier details of a therapy session done from the toilet, suffice it say that she’s one of the most patient and gentle people i’ve known, and she helped me have a breakthrough.
It was figurative, not literal. The easy misinterpretation of that statement did make me heh-heh-heh like a 10yr old. You’re free to make your multiple jokes here. I know my dark and twisty sense of humour has been liberally applied in this area.
Laughing at the awful helped me survive. It’s not for everyone, and that’s absolutely fine, but shaking, sweating, puking, and yes, shitting, while having an epiphany made me gigglesnort.
I’m most of the way through the detox, but i still feel like a bag of smashed assholes. I have just enough energy left before my head explodes to tell you that i figured something out that my therapist has been trying to communicate to me for some time.
Okay, maybe the whole time.
I will visit it at some length, hopefully in the next couple of days.
I don’t think i could get it done without sobriety, and i now have that going for me.*
Y’all hang in there the best you can, and i will, too.
*I’m not referring to a 12-step sobriety.
2 thoughts on “Out With the Bad, In With the Good”
If in the place and frame of mind to do so, one day take a look at Martin Luther’s description of his “discovery” of the “salvation through faith alone” heresy (sorry, I’ll behave)…
He was on the shitter at the time is all the historical context one really needs. #InnerTwelveYearOldTheologyNerdMashup 😉
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Omg, that’s perfect, innit?