Things I have learned in therapy

My problems are not something other people can fix. Other people’s problems are not mine to fix. Boundaries are good. Boundaries will be resisted though and it is MY job to put them in place and then stick to them even when it’s harder than anything else I’ve ever done. I can feel sorry for […]

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Anxiety doesn’t make me weak…

I think, in fact I know, that people believe that someone with mental health issues, dealing with something like anxiety, depression or other long term mental health diagnosis, are weak, and broken. I have had people say it to me. I have had people imply that, not so subtly. The way people react and treat […]

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Winter is bad for my mental health.

This is the first time I have voiced the sentence “winter is bad for my mental health” aloud. “Winter is bad for my mental health”. I have thought it for the longest time, but then dismissed that thought as silly, hippy talk. Too much Doctor Googling and not enough common sense. But in therapy we […]

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You are only human

“You are only human” My therapist said that to me last week. “You have set yourself such a high standard that now it’s hard for you to admit that you have parts of you that make you vulnerable, and need to be looked after” “You push yourself so hard, you give yourself no grace, and […]

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Back I go… Anxiety makes you tired

There comes a point when you are having a mental health crisis where you reach the bottom of the ride. I tend to describe my anxiety like a fairground ride.  You have your uphill climb, which is hard work, but you have no choice. Then you have the slow but gentle ride along a flat […]

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Back I go. Week 2 of therapy.

Today is therapy day. Session 2. Last week’s session was rushed and because I was nervous about what would happen and be said, and because I had rather stupidly overloaded my morning both before and after the session, taking on too many tasks and other people’s problems my mind was all over the place. I […]

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And back I go…

Back I go.  Sat in a waiting room. Paperwork filled in. Assessment complete.  Waiting to see a complete stranger who will soon know more about me than most people who think they know me.  Who will probably ask me questions that will make me cry.  Who will listen whilst I pour out the jumbled, angry, […]

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