Despite some inner conflict, here is another link to a post at the other blog. I've done some writing at the other blog over the past month or so, but I haven't put it here. It's uncomfortable to be so open with this stuff.
Therapy sessions are good, but hard. They wear me out, sometimes for several days.
I think what's hardest is seeing the looks on my counselor's face... learning that I've been carrying some heavy stuff for decades without asking for help.
I don't mean to seem like a narcissist here. My therapist assures me that narcissists don't see counselors and they don't ask themselves if they are narcissists. I hope she's right. :o) I've come a little too close to suicide situations though... and I have had my own struggles with self-inflicted physical pain carried out to numb intense emotional pain. I still have very little understanding of it all.
I've put this out there before, but if my own transparency keeps one person from going down that path (even it if exposes me to ridicule), then it's totally worth it to bring shame to myself and to this little piece of my own story.
Here's the link if you're interested. I've attempted to keep it short and to the point...
No comments:
Post a Comment