QOTD: And BINGO Was Her Name, OH!

It's going to click, just wait.

Today, I had a call from one of my girls. It went kind of like this:

 

Girl: Dr. Lauren, I have been feeling really anxious for the past three days.

Me: That’s because you made a commitment to yourself to not do stupid shit that feels good now but feels awful long-term. You’re jonesin’

Girl: I know. But, last week, I thought I was getting better. I’m getting worse!

Me: You’re feeling worse, because you’re getting better.

Girl: What? Aren’t I doing all of this to feel better?

Me: No, you’re doing this to be better.

Girl: Well, won’t being better make me feel better?

Me: Sometimes. It’s a process, not a destination.

Girl: F@ck. Okay, I feel better now.

Me: How come? Nothing changed since you were freaking out.

Girl: I know it’s just part of the process, and I’m moving in the right direction.

 

BINGO!


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QOTD: And BINGO Was Her Name, OH!

It's going to click, just wait.