Started Therapy

Some of you might be familiar with some of the various posts from the last 6 years where I said I wish I could afford therapy because I knew I needed it.

Well, now I’m in it.

But it’s a grant type of thing from a foundation type of thing, that’s paying for it.

I did my intake questionnaire last Tuesday, and my first session was Thursday.
I almost felt bad for the guy on the other side of it.
I don't think he was ready for someone that's too ready.
It probably caught him by surprise as he tried to field a wide-ranging expungement of my angst and woe in such a rapid fire of desperation that he barely got a few words into it. I’ll definitely slow it down a notch and try to focus in on the major stuff next time around.

The problems I see forthcoming are that I can’t afford therapy on my own. The way things are now I’ll get a session every 2 weeks for 11 more sessions (12 in total), and then I’ll be on my own again.
On my own doesn’t always work out well for me.

I fear we’ll barely scratch the surface even as I dive in headfirst and full honesty.
I have high hopes right now.
But to be honest, the schedule seems like too little and not nearly enough.

I’m forced to accept what is and to try and get the best out the next 5 & 1/2 months of this.

My biggest fears are:
My own expectations and the letdown that could follow.