I hadn't realised how much I'd been struggling with my eyesight. How much I was avoiding reading, or work, because I couldn't easily see what was in front of me. How often I'd guess at what something said rather than actually read it, because I couldn't see clearly.
So why did I wait so long? The answer is easy: I was scared. Scared of not getting on with varifocals (it's day three, and I'm happy to say I'm getting on just fine). Scared, too, that wearing glasses all the time meant I wasn't quite me anymore.
It made me wonder what else in my life I've been avoiding. And it made me think of how brave some of my clients are. Because I think coming to therapy, and opening up to a stranger, is hard, especially about the things you're sure no one else will understand.
Sometimes we feel things aren’t quite right, but don’t know what to do to make them better. This is where therapy can help. I offer you a place where you can talk about whatever’s bothering you – even if you’re not able to put words to what that is yet. I won’t tell you what to do, but I will help you understand what has been going on for you and to help you determine the best way forward.
Just like my new glasses are supporting me now, as a therapist I'll be beside you, helping you see more clearly what's been going on for you.
Give me a try. You might just see things a little clearer.
