Weather Bringing Back Memories

I’m not sure if this just happens to me but has the weather ever triggered your mind to take you back to a specific memory? To a specific place and time in your life?

It’s happened to me many times in my life but most recently it happened on my walk to the office. I felt a cool autumn breeze and it quickly transported me back to my days living in Philadelphia for university. I was instantly taken back to walking around campus in the fall with my camera bag on my way home from my photography class.

Those handful of months I went to that university were some of the highlights of my life. I struggled with my depression a lot at the beginning of the semester but once I made friends, I never looked back. I was truly happy in those days. Every day was something new alongside classmates who quickly became close friends.

Sometimes the wind and sun will take me back to warm days at the beach with my mom and brother or the rain will remind me of my time spent in England. I love when these moments happen, they make me feel happy. They lift my spirits.

This is a very short post but I wanted to share this since I’ve been thinking about it quite a lot. If you’ve had this experience leave me a comment telling me about it!

My Therapist Made Me Cry

Don’t worry this is a good story!

This morning I had my monthly session with my therapist where we talked about my recent anxieties and how things have been going in general.

I’ve seen her for a little over 2 years and each Christmas I give her a present. I made her granola last year that she absolutely loved so I gave her a big jar of it this year! Plus a little belt thing for when she takes a run.

(Here’s the recipe if you want it.)

She then said, “Megan I got you something too.” Since she has so many clients she typically doesn’t give them all gifts. This year she gave me something, a bunch of cookies.

She said, “You have come so far this year that I wanted to get you something.”

I’m crying as I’m writing this, I am still so overwhelmed by her words and gesture. My eyes were like faucets, I immediately started crying after she told me that.

I recently had been trying to think of some good things that happened this year but the bad things were so much bigger in my mind. I kept thinking of broken friendships, fights, depressive episodes, car accidents and feeling like shit.

She opened my eyes to see that I really have come a long way in my mental health journey. I am doing so much better than I was at the beginning of the year.

I feel that I have accomplished so much more than I realized thanks to that gift and her encouraging words.

When I get off work I will more than likely go home and happy cry about these cookies.

I will do a post soon about the progress I have made this year in my mental health and another about some goals that I will set for myself for 2019.