Would really appreciate some thoughts on this one, though know its down to me in the end. Was going to change me name, but what the heck.........
I've recently started some counselling, due mainly to a number of reasons - probably depression, loss of self esteem, some elements of an addiction (to ashamed to say what exactly) - odd relationships with mother and sister probably caused by odd/oppressive up bringing, but nothing abusive I woudl think. The thing that doesn't sit easy with me and is making me constantly want to stop it is that I'm sure lots and lots of pple have horrendous childhoods and just get on with it. The counsellor seems good (but I have nothing to comapre it with) but shes so nice to me.....
I suppose ultimatley it comes down to wether it is helping and I suppose it is. I just feel so stupid and weak and well like I should pull myself together by myself sort of thing. Anyone been through anything similar????