The "It" With No Name

The counselor said she saw it on Thursday and I didn't want to believe it. She said it was there and I needed to name it and tell it to go away. I thought she was silly. Name it? Tell it to go away? That is ridiculous! I
was not going to give it a name and tell it to go away, after all it wasn't there, I didn't feel it. Sure, I was a little down but I was optimistic I'd be able to bounce back quickly. I wasn't going to give in, not this time! I was going to do things differently, dang it!

That was Thursday.

Today is Monday and now I see it. Now, I know it's there. Unwelcome and unwanted but allowed to take hold by my denial. Allowed to inflict it's damage because of my stubbornness.

Today is Monday, the day I decide if the counselor is right and I need to give it a name and tell it to go away or another day that I allow it to continue to invade my thoughts and my actions.

"It" is self sabotage and it needs a name.