when I went to cruse, I had no idea how it worked, I'd never had counselling or read about it much before. I was desperate to go, and I waited ages. I thought they'd say something to me to make me feel better. But it doesnt work like that! It gives you the chance to say things to someone that you cant say to anyone else. The counsellor i seen didnt say much at the first session and I left feeling drained and confused. But he was just learning my story. I must admit I just repeated myself at every session, time and time again. But as he said to me, the answer is within yourself, its not something I can tell you. When I went, I didnt cry for my mum, well I did of course, I cried for the emptiness I had now, and the loss of her and everything we had, which was a lot. But the thing I really cried for was the loss of my siblings, who I realised didnt have the care or feelings for me I had for them, and had had all my life. They just didnt have them, and that was actually the hardest thing about mum dying, that and losing my safe feeling. My counsellor was shocked at some of the things I told him and I remember him saying I'd lost more than my mum when she died, and that was so true. I lost my blood family, my siblings are gone to me now.
As you said, I do get comfort from my kids, but they are teenagers now and need/want me less and less, esp ds1 who never leaves his room and speaks about ten words a day to me. I miss him, but hes nearly 16 and becoming the Harry Enfield, Kevin, character I used to laugh at. Not so funny when its your little darling!! Hopefully I'll get him back again one day. Ds2 is 13 and wanting to grow up and not be babied too much either, and I just want to baby them! Oh well x