Sarah was a nineteen-year-old who had recently dropped out of her second year in college. Fatigue, headaches, indigestion, and severe joint pain had gradually escalated to the point where she could not complete her work. After a few months, most of her symptoms were gone but she was not ready to return to her studies. In a moment of transparency, she said that all of this would have never happened if she and her sister had not stumbled upon a cache of graphic material downloaded by a trusted family member. She thought things had been resolved, but a relapse had occurred, plunging the family back into a state of chaos. Therapy had been essential and helpful.
In due time, Sarah did return to school with an occasional visit to our office. On one visit, she opened the backpack that she always carried and shyly produced an action figure of HeMan. I recognized it because my son and his friends all had one. She explained that this was her protection and that was why she always had her backpack handy.
Sarah gradually moved on and I heard that the family had relocated. Not long after, while at Costco, I saw a large, well-muscled man moving through the aisle accompanied by a large service dog. In that moment, I appreciated what was going on ~ a gift from Sarah.
Have a great week ~