Starting therapy can be daunting

When I started therapy, I had a successful career, hobbies, and fulfilling friendships. And I was stuck.

Familiar patterns unfolded in my romantic relationships. Work projects would start strong and then unravel. I criticized myself. I blamed others. I resolved to be more disciplined. Next time, things would be different.

And then it would happen all over again.

If I wasn’t repeating the same mistakes, it was clear that they rhymed. And yet I couldn’t identify where exactly things were going wrong.

Therapy helped me to better understand myself. I began to recognize the behaviors and mindsets that were keeping me stuck. For the first time, I felt like I had a choice. The restless discomfort that I had long grown accustomed to began to melt away.