During my therapy session today I told my analogy of being a passenger on a bus that is driven by a madman with no road map and no destination in mind. I'm sitting in my seat, happily watching the scenery, enjoying every minute of my ride. It seems to more fun with each mile marker. The lack of destination or map doesn't bother me at all. I don't know where I am, where I'm going, or what it will look like when I finally get there.
I said that my easy acceptance of the ride concerns me. I feel as though I ought to be worried, or at least anxious about it.
She disagreed, saying that if I am enjoying the ride, keep riding. Then she said something surprising. She said I gave her a happiness and grin that will last all day long. She said that I am taking baby steps, observing all that is going on around me and within me. When I finally get to my destination I will know how I got there and will be confident that it is where I need to be.
She said that it is often a much better approach than some who keep things bottled up until they explode and dive headlong into transition. They miss out on much of the scenery and may have doubts.
She said she is reluctant to tell patients where they are in the TG space because those patients often skip important steps of self-awareness when they jump directly to the end.
So... here I am, blissfully taking the bus to wherever it goes, living in the moment, and loving it. Anyone want to share this seat with me?
Best wishes
MsVal
