My therapist always has the best outfits. She’s casual yet has an edge that makes her truly charming. As in she was the first one I saw with Toms way back in 2009. Def rad.
Throughout the years, her style evolved, following the trends. Her life too. The young social worker I met in 2007 became the coordinator of an impactful program. From a distance, I also got to follow her personal life : the times she went on vacation, the fact that she was friends with my doctor, when she became a mom, twice.
In more than 10 years, a lot can happen in a life. At least that’s what I noticed watching hers.
As for me? Everytime I got to sit in front of her, I was pretty much the same. Same weight, plus or minus 10 pounds, same patterns, same strict structure.
From the outside, I often look the same. And from the inside, too. Stuck at 15.