So I had my phone consult with the therapist this morning. Seems like a good fit and we made an appointment for Tuesday. I called my mom to see if she'd help pay for it and she doesn't want to pay because I won't tell her why I'm going to this particular therapist. I could get cheaper ones through our church so she doesn't understand why I won't do that. I don't want to tell her it's because this guy's speciality is gender related. I need to figure some stuff out first before I tell her, or anyone, anything. I completely understand where she is coming from but it doesn't make it any easier. I know my dad in particular would be hard to convince to pay but not knowing why would make it impossible. *sigh*
Just the fact that I am admitting I need help is HUGE for me and I guess I was hoping that alone would convince my mom. I never ask for help and sort of hoped she'd see that I really need it. I didn't even ask for help, or tell anyone I had a problem, when I had postpartum depression.
I have only one other option for getting the money and I'm dreading it. Sweaty palms, heart racing, dreading.