October 5th marks the 3rd year I have been in treatment with my therapist, Scott. In the last three years, Scott has gone above and beyond the call of any therapist, doing whatever he could to help me move forward in recovery. He’s talked to me on the phone in the middle of the night, talked to ER doctors for me when I couldn’t, supported me in more ways than I can even count and he’s been a friend to me. A mentor, a person who I credit with aiding in saving my life more than once.
He’s taught me skills to make it through the tough days, he’s helped me get to 120 days in remission from my ED. He’s cried with me and walked me through some storms that I didn’t think I’d weather.
He has the words and the knowledge and the insight to help his patients process in a healthy way and he’s shown and taught me so much. He is making a difference in this crazy world and that’s all he can do- and he’s doing it very well.
I never thought I’d be here… in many aspects. There are days I’m surprised I’m still alive after attempts and self-harm that could have ended much worse than they did. I never thought I’d get to 7 days without purging, then to 14, and to 30, 60, 90 and now 120 days in remission. I never thought I had a voice. He’s shown me that not only do I have a voice, I also have the ability to do more than survive. I have the ability to recover and to live. He’s helped keep me alive, keep me moving forward, and helped me find my calling in life.
I will forever be grateful to him. I credit him and the work he has done with me as the reason I am where I am.
Thank you, Scott… for everything.
~Lindsay