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The Next Brene Brown


The other day I told my story in depth to another new therapist that I've been seeing for a couple months now. It was shared without tears, stated without question, spoken matter of factly. After I was done filling in the details, she stopped me and said, "I understand better now. In your charts it says you had a psychotic break, and I want to be sure that you understand now that you didn't just have a psychotic break, you suffered deeply from PTSD, which lead into a state of psychosis."

God, I love my new therapist.

She went on to explain that as we tell our stories and start to open up about the traumas that we have suffered through, we begin to understand better and normalize tragedies that women (and men too) everywhere face. We begin to understand that there hasn't been something wrong with us, but there was a lot of wrong done to us.

I said, "Yeah, Brene Brown also had a break down and look where she is now!" She is doing so much great work that impacts the health of people who need empathetic understanding and direct guidance.

My therapist interrupted, saying, "She didn't just have a break down. As she has begun to understand her story, people everywhere have benefitted from her growth in accepting the things that once had happened to her."

I replied, "I guess that means I can be the next Brene Brown."

We laughed together, and then continued our deep hard work that I've begun to appreciate so very much.

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