My Own Insecurities

I have an adoring husband. He knows me like nobody else. He is everything to me.

I have two beautiful girls. They are more than I could have ever dreamed of.

Money is just fine. Never an issue.

I look good. I probably look better now than I did back when I was younger.

I have a beautiful home. It's big, and I like it.

I have pretty much anything I could have hoped for in my life. I'm right where I want to be in this point in my life.




So why am I so insecure? My therapist asked me this today. I couldn't really answer him. But I agreed . . . I'm so insecure.

Between now and my next visit, I'm supposed to think about that. I think we are going to work on finding an answer. Therapy is very scary stuff.