I met my new therapist today, after finding my way into downtown Sacramento through a maze of roads I’ve never driven before and while anxious after hearing that my husband had called an ambulance to take him to the hospital because he was having so much back pain he was throwing up and couldn’t breathe!
Well if you made it through that sentence, thanks. This is the first therapist I’ve talked to who really knows DBT. I felt like she was being honest with me so we’ll see what happens. One thing I learned was that all my years of bulimia were self harming, just like my cutting and burning. Not a separate disorder. How lucky could I be?!
I’ll leave it there for now. Man do I need my computer and full access to the Internet!