Emmarie’s Perseverance Series

Emmarie thought a lot about her next therapy session. What should she say? How far into her past should she go? She bought a journal and took notes of these thoughts and questions. She wanted to talk them out with Mrs. Smith and get an idea of what was appropriate because she has never done this before. She didn’t want to cross any lines or make things awkward or uncomfortable. So maybe that’s all this next appointment would be about. Speaking about what should be spoken about. As well as what shouldn’t. If anything shouldn’t, that is. Her research on the topic seemed to state that therapy was open and honest and left room for anything. That it was ruleless. Everything was confidential and welcome and the only time your words left the room is if you wanted to harm yourself or others. And Emmarie didn’t want to do that. The opposite actually. She wanted to feel better. To do better. To be better. She wanted the best version of her to arise for both her, herself, and those whose paths she’ll cross in her lifetime. But Google can be wrong. And you can’t always trust the internet. So she decided then and there. Boundaries, if any, will be set Monday at 3:30 P.M.. I will discover how vastly open this horizon can go and soar as far as she lets me. “Now to get some shut eye. I got to work in the morning. Those doggies won’t feed themselves.”, she said to herself before drifting off to sleep to rest for a hard day’s labor at the animal shelter bright and early in the morning! Sweet dreams Emmarie!