My Therapist Is a Savior

 

My therapist is a savior—

The writer of my life.

Together we dig up my past,

Inspect it, relive it,

Reinvent it,

Keep it alive so I can know

And understand myself.

 

My therapist is my savior.

Without him, I would not know

Who I am.

 

My present would be a mystery;

I could not be... I must know

Who I am.

 

With my therapist,

My stories come alive

Again and again to let me see

Who I am.

 

My stories let me see

Why I do this and say that,

They let me see so I won’t be

Someone I don’t want—

A complete mystery.

 

My therapist is a blessing

And gives me answers from my past

About my present

For my future

So the past can always let me know

Who I am.

 

My therapist is my savior.

Without him,

The me I struggle to know

Would die.

 

 

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