My desire for a second baby was the push I needed to finally seek counseling. I found a therapist through my insurance (who, of course, barely covered the fees…) and reluctantly showed up for my first appointment. I showed up, which is the hardest and most important step, but I was not at all sure about what I’d just signed up for. I was nervous, anxious, judgmental, un-trusting and had set my walls up as high as possible. I wanted help, but this was kind of scary. I am 100% supportive of every and anyone seeing a therapist, but it’s very different when it comes to myself, and I think a huge majority of people feel this way.