

The thing that really helped me with therapy was actually taking in what my therapist told me and acting on it. The first couple months was spent just getting my insane levels of anxiety under control. Then he started helping me figure out how to deal my social anxiety but by bit by encouraging me to get into volunteer work or seek small group things. I could have just shrugged it all off and not done anything he wanted me to do, but then what was the point of going to therapy and wanting to get better? I’m in a significantly better place now than I was a year ago when I started cause I put in the work and none of it was easy for me. Many times I wanted to give up, stop showing up, and just go back to hiding away from the world, but I actively decided to do what I could to not do that.

Closest I get to “admiring” something about sports is with films or documentaries about them. I like knowing the people who do this stuff way more than the actual thing itself (I often tune out when these things get back to the actual sport and tune back in when it gets back to how this is affecting their personal lives).