The Adult Who Learned to Feel Again

At first, she said she didn't feel much of anything. Not happy. Not sad. Not even angry. Just...tired.

She described her days in shades of gray - work, home, sleep, repeat. When I asked her about her feelings, she would shrug and say "I don't really do feelings. I just get things done."

Her voice was steady, practiced. Her eyes kind. It wasn't until one afternoon, months later, that something shifted.

She was talking about her daughter - the way her little girl had reached up to tuck a stray hair behind her ear - when her throat caught mid-sentence. She blinked, surprised. Her hand went to her chest.

And then, quietly, tears came.

Not the big, gasping kind - just soft ones, steady and slow, like something that had been waiting a very long time to be seen.

The Return of Feeling

Sometimes, healing begins when numbness starts to thaw. For many adults who've lived in survival mode, not feeling was never a failure - it was protection. It's how they made it through.

In therapy, we don't rush that process. We make room for safety first - for breath, for quiet, for noticing. And eventually, the body begins to whisper what it's been holding: sadness, relief, grief, love - all mixed together.

The Courage to Feel

She told me later, "It scared me - those tears. But it also felt like proof that I'm still in here."

That's what therapy often is: the slow remembering that we are not broken for having gone numb. We are simply learning how to feel again, safely, in a world that once required us not to.

The Gentle Work of Coming Back

Feeling again isn't about being emotional all the time. It's about coming home - to your body, your breath, your heartbeat. To the parts of you that know how to love and grieve and hope.

And sometimes, it begins with something as small as a tear that surprises you mid-sentence.

Next up in this series: The Session That Changed Everything - how a single quiet realization can shift the course of a person's healing.

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