Day 18 ~ Counseling

For my appointment today I brought up something big, a letter that my mother wrote to me. Words no daughter would like to get from her mom. Her pain and hopelessness are evident. Other times, the topic has been work, love, or parenting. For almost a decade, my counselor has helped me see things from a different perspective, get acquainted with my blind angle while being less strict with myself. I often think counseling would have been the perfect career for me. I am a good observer, I read people well, and what I like the most in life is helping others. Too late now.