By Sabrina Lakhani
I begged and begged to not have to go to therapy. But my Class Dean at Babson College wouldn’t have it.
By the third year, she knew me as an ambitious, high-performing student who was determined to graduate a year early.
And she saw what I couldn’t see at the time – that I needed a better self-care routine.
“Look, Sabrina, I’d love for you to resume your classes, but I cannot let you do that if you don’t go to your weekly therapy session.”
I walked back to my dorm room in shame. Over the course of the next week, I spoke to no one.
Silently, I struggled against the common misguided beliefs:
- Does this mean I’m “sick”? Will I ever be normal again?
- Am I crazy and just don’t know it? What if it gets worse?
- What will the therapist ask me? I don’t have anything to talk about.
- What will my parents think of me now? Will they still love me?
- How will I explain to my friends where I go on Monday afternoons?
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Sabrina Lakhani is a behavioral scientist, with a background in market research and marketing consulting.
She seeks to self-actualize and create social change through her work. Her inward focus on spirituality and international work experience have influenced her strong passion for social responsibility. She observes patterns and connects the dots. Sabrina is fascinated by human behavior and cultural patterns, and shares her personal insights on self-knowledge, relationships, and community building on her blog.