So, you’ve thought about your answer to what could be your “miracle question”. Some of you put in some interesting answers in the comments section.
Now, I’m going to share with you what happened during my “miracle question” session. I was talking to my therapist, and she had me visualize (close my eyes and think) about what I would be doing 5 years from now. I didn’t answer it in terms of what I was doing, but what my environment would be like. You see, I do have this theory about the connection between our brain and our environment. If our house, car, purse, is a total disaster area, then our brain is probably in the same state. When we’re depressed, our environment reflects that.
I answered that my house would be clean. I’d have things organized, put away, my computer desk would be clean (right now it looks like it’s a mountain of papers).
Then my therapist said, “Well, this is the miracle question because based on your answer, now you can make steps toward that goal. You said you want the house to be clean- you can now take small steps to get to that goal.” She stressed time and time again small steps. I tend to get overwhelmed very easily and can’t see the forest for the tress.
Now, for those of you who commented, I’d like for you to look at your answer again, and think about what you’d WANT to be doing 5 years from now. What success would you like to achieve? Then, from there, you can start making small steps toward that goal.
My goal for the next two weeks until my next therapy appointment is to get my computer desk area clean. I need to do this.
There was another thing that we talked about in therapy that I found very interesting. I mentioned that the only thing that is keeping me together is the medicine. My exact quote was “I feel better, but my life hasn’t changed any.” My therapist giggled a little, and said, “Let me repeat that back to you.”
She did, and asked me how I thought that sounded. I said that it didn’t make sense. Then she said something that make a million light bulbs go off in my head. She stated that now that I’m on this medicine that is helping me get my brain back on track, it’s up to me to pick up the rest of the pieces. I can’t expect the medicine to do the rest of it for me. I then realized why every time I get to a point in therapy when I feel like “I’m done- I don’t need this anymore” was because the medicine was helping me feel better, but I didn’t learn anything to help me fix my life.
Some interesting food for thought from this therapy session. I realized that I still need the therapy even though the medicine is helping me feel better. I still need help picking up the pieces.