Disenfranchised

Today’s takeaway from psychotherapy. We covered skills and coping as well.

Perhaps, when recognizing one’s own disenfranchisement, this is healthy, even normal.

I suppose, Diary.

I could be a disenchanted participant. What good what that really do? Truthfully, though, I am a little. Jaded as well.

Welcome to a healthy amount of numbing oneself to survive the day without losing my sh*t. It is not recommended while it is understandable. Heck, my therapist thinks it’s remarkable I have made it to this point.

What point?

The point of some growth and maintaining it. The point of still not losing my sh*t everyday. (I actually created a color scale to help me know. We all agreed on it. No joke.)

So, being at the point of feeling disenfranchised and disenchanted, seems, well normal reactions and feelings to these abnormal times and our far from normal circumstances.

Stay as safe as you can, Reader!

Best, R.

Published by Rusty

I write about my mental health, domestic abuse (in the form of emotional abuse via gaslighting) to advocate and empower others. My shame has held me hostage for too long, as have my abusers and mental health. I am enough. I matter. I am a survivor and a warrior in ways the average person, thankfully, cannot understand.

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