I have been in therapy for eight months. My therapist says I'm making progress. I can see it in some ways — I react less to certain triggers, I set a boundary last month that I'm proud of, I sleep better than I did in January.
But I expected healing to feel like something. Like a lightness. Like waking up one day and things being qualitatively different. Instead it feels like a very slow, mostly invisible shift that I can only notice when I look far back.
Sometimes I wonder if I have the wrong idea of what healing is supposed to feel like. Maybe I was expecting a transformation when the reality is just... gradually less suffering? Gradually more capacity?
I'd love to hear from people further along in their journey. What did healing actually look like for you — not the Instagram version, the real version? Did there come a point where you felt clearly better, or is it more like tides coming in and out?