To My Therapist,

First, I want to say I am sorry. I’m sorry for all the not-so-nice words I used when I found out I was being forced to go see you. I am sorry for the attitude that I gave my parents when they suggested it would be a good idea, and I am sorry for the fact that I lied to my friends at first that I was not going to see you.

In all honesty, deciding to get to know you was the best decision of my life. You not only made me feel safe, but you made me feel important. You were able to help me get back on my feet and take control of my life. Without you, I would still be nervous to walk down the streets of New York City. Without you I would still be having panic attacks frequently. Without you, I would still think the world is a scary place. Without you, my transition to college would not have been as smooth as it was.

You served as a mentor, a teacher, and a friend. You taught me so much and I am thankful to have so many strategies to use when the nervous, uncontrollable feeling of anxiety starts to build up again. Finding you was the right decision and I am happy that our paths crossed. You could listen to me talk for an hour straight and never get annoyed. You could let me use up all your tissues, and never be bothered. There was no judgement, only a helping hand.

Thank you for taking an interest in me. I was not just another file in your cabinet, or just another patient for you. You were excited to see me, always asking about my life and remembering details about me. You admired countless prom photos, videos of me singing, or even baby pictures of me. (Oh - and also helped me find a tattoo studio to get my first tattoo).

But you weren’t your stereotypical therapist. Because I had been to a few before. You were a friend. A friend who offered help because you saw I was capable of greatness. You were able to see me grow as an individual and develop into the person I am proud of today.

Thank you for making me laugh, painting my nails, giving me chocolate and playdoh. Thank you for continuously checking up on me, even while I was away at college.

I am not embarrassed to say I spent every Monday afternoon in your office. I am happy that we found each other and even happier for the positive impact you have had on my life.