
It has been suggested that my previous post about our counselor discussing anti-anxiety medication with me could be due to my wife “driving me crazy enough to require medication.”
To be clear, that is not the case, nor was I trying to imply that in any way.
First of all, my wife did not drive me anywhere. Anyone who has been on a road trip with me knows how hard it is to get me out of the driver’s seat under any conditions.
Where my wife and I are now is where we have both brought us. Not just her. Not just me. It took us both to get here, and it will take us both to get back out. Probably more that just the both of us too, which is why we’re seeing a counselor.
Our counselor has noticed my hogging the driver’s seat type of tendency and all he’s done is say “if you have trouble relaxing about that on your own, maybe you should look into medication that can help you do it.”
This has everything to do with my (very old) habit of getting very wound up about things. It’s not something new. It’s not something different.
Personally I think it is because all we ever talk about with him is the stuff that gets me worked up, so he thinks I get that worked up about everything. Which I do not feel is true. But, I’m not willing to say he’s wrong either. Only that I don’t think I get that way about everything and might need something more targeted than a general relaxant.