I went to a counselor tonight. She was different than anyone I'd ever imagine visiting. She's relaxed, chatty and more like you just went to see a great friend. All of that with a concerned and knowledgeable demeanor makes a good session. She's not too "professional" either. Maybe someone could find it a bad thing to have her finish her dinner, go find a paper or answer the phone, but I liked it. It all goes back to visiting a friend rather than a doctor's office. She's perfect.
I gave her my story. I cried a lot. She told me it's okay to have anxiety, break down and take my Xanax if I need it. Our goal will be for me to leave my guilt and anxiety on her couch when we are done. I think we have a long way to go.
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