Story to tell....Veronique

It's the International Women's day. As a society and as women, we've come a long way. We've got our place in society as business women, as professionals, as executives and CEO's of those large corporation. I have been reading for the past two years, on and off, the book Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg, this Executive for Facebook. One of the passage that stroke me the most is when she describes how though it can be for a woman, to be who she truly wants to be in this society. Despite all the progress that we've made. Progress in education, in legal rights, in politics. More often than not, I think we are our biggest critics. When I say we, I am talking about women. Weather it's your family, friends or colleagues, I feel there is always someone to judge your decisions. Personally, thus far in my life, I've chosen to take the "career path". I've worked hard to get myself through University, through a male dominated environment in the transport...

I remember sitting in the waiting room, with my mother in law next to me, holding my hand. I thought to myself: "This is probably the lowest point in my life! I have decided to try to talk to someone, seek therapy from a psychotherapist. What is wrong with me??" That's the mindset I had back then. I was supposed to be strong, I had always excelled at everything that I had done, and there I was, unable to do the simplest smallest thing ever, not able to sleep, sitting there with my mother in law in the waiting room of a therapist! (no offence Lucie ;)). I got in the room, she told me, my therapist: "I know you won't be believe me yet and probably not for a while, but you'll get out of this "dark hole" you are into, and we'll do it together!" I was totally suspicious, having always thought that this was stupid - seeing a therapist- and no idea how it could help. There's one thing that I knew though, I was in pain, I was struggling...