Journal Recovery, and give it a name

7:29am
Sitting in my car at the counselor’s office. I left the house early because it was snowing and I didn’t know how traffic would be. Now I’m waiting for 8:00 and time is streeeeeeettcchiiing out. I’m a little excited and relieved to be starting therapy, but mostly I feel uncomfortable and anxious because for me this is totally uncharted territory. In wildland firefighting there are 18 Watch Out Situations where you really have to be on your guard…one of them is “In country not seen in daylight”. This is where I am right now, in country not seen in daylight.

10:37am
Back at work. I saw the country in daylight finally, and I like it. I’m going to go back weekly to therapy for a while. I like my therapist and her pragmatic approach. She believes in treating what she has identified. I’m going to be trying a few things over the next few weeks that will hopefully have a positive, lasting impact on me.

1:36pm
On my lunch break, I took another positive step in my treatment. I’m feeling good about this, even though I know the results won’t be immediate. With any luck my treatment will start as early as this weekend.

Published by oregonmikeruby

I’m a regular guy that happens to like bicycling. I don’t look down my nose at people that don’t bike, or only bike casually, or aren’t into sacrificing their body/money/time/safety/sanity for the sake of biking. I have many other interests besides biking...but biking is the focus of this blog...other interests may come up incidentally.

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