Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Living in the past

I've been seeing a counsellor for the last few weeks. Nothing in particular pointed me in that direction, just lots of things both in my present and very much in my past also. It's been a really hard process, things that I have kept at a distance I'm finally starting to think about, and at this stage it just plain hurts, it's constant.

And it's made me question so much, of where I was, where I am, and where I really want to be (which to be honest, I have no idea where that is.) I just know, somethings, they need to change. I don't know where to start or what to do, that's where the counsellor helps.

I have seen two before this, more to do with health issues. But I forgot what a relief it is to talk to someone without judgement of any kind. It used to be something I would never mention to friends nor anyone else really, unless they were really close to me.

So, now you know.

xx

3 comments:

Vic said...

I am proud of you, sometimes to win this game we have to deal with things so we can box them and put them away forever. I know for me, my Mum is a HUGE link to emotional eating and food, she taught me how. Well done on making yourself physically and mentally healthy.

skinny latte said...

I've been seeing a counsellor for the last year. It's wonderful to talk to someone who can offer objective, impartial observations for you and help you work through things. It's a huge relief to get things out of our head and out in the open. We often forget that mental health is just as important as physical - in fact, I would go so far as to say that if you don't have your mental health, whatever else you do have doesn't really matter.

You know you're seeing a good counsellor when you come away with more questions - about who you are, what you want, and knowing that things need to change. It means you're thinking. You're not burying.

Really proud of you for going and taking action to make things better. It's a big, brave step. No going back! xxx

kathrynoh said...

It's a hard thing to do and I also think hard to find the right counsellor. I stopped going to mine and I wish I'd continued.