So on Monday, for the first time in my life, I met with a counselor.
For the first time in my life I am dealing with my problems instead of trying to ignore/avoid the ones I can't do anything about on my own.
Today I met with a psychiatrist.
And he gave me a word.
And part of me wants to be afraid of that word, but having a word doesn't change the issue. It just let's you know how to approach it.
I feel validated and hopeful.
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