It’s been almost two months since I started blogging again. Well, I don’t think I can say “blogging” necessarily as this is only my 7th post in two months. Let’s say it’s been almost exactly two months to the day since I posted my first post AND I had grand plans. Grand plans … which are no longer in play. Life throws many curve balls and it’s hard to dodge them all.
I still want to blog and I’m proud of myself for not giving up. I just haven’t found my rhythm yet. I haven’t really found my rhythm in most things. I’m trying to do more things, to push myself to get out of the house more and work through my anhedonia (sadness urges). I’m trying to take on more responsibility again all while doing Dialectical Behavior Therapy (DBT).
I’ll be honest. I often feel very overwhelmed by it all and I don’t know how or if I’m going to learn to be a competent adult in the time laid out by my DBT therapist, Doug. He’s been doing this for 15 years and has told me many times that I’ll be able to use the DBT skills on my own after one year. Right now, I just have to trust that he knows what he’s talking about.
I’ve been in DBT for three months now and I definitely see a difference in how I deal with hard situations. Sometimes I crumble AND sometimes I can use one or more of the skills I’ve learned to help me regulate my emotions. I keep moving forward instead of staying stuck and it’s worth everything!