Newsflash: This week I felt good about therapy

Today I am 100 days sober. I am 10 days from leaving the job I’ve done for nearly 7 years. And in 12 days I will be leaving the life I know behind and starting out on my boat. Oh and I shouldn’t forget to mention, we’re 3 days into a mini Siberian winter (but…

Advice please: Coping with long distance therapy

In a few weeks I am going to be moving out of my current home. This means I am also moving away from my therapist. The idea of finding a new therapist closer to where I’ll be hasn’t really crossed my mind, because I’m incredibly attached to J and I can’t imagine trying to work…

65 Days sober. It’s chaotic, but better.

The past week has been far from uneventful. I intended to write to mark 60 days of sobriety, but I’ve only just managed to order my thoughts enough to try and formulate this post. The past weekend was fraught with distressing peripheral events. As J was quick to point out in therapy on Tuesday; it’s…

I lied to my friend

He was once my closest friend. We met in our first year at university, and ended up living together for the whole time we were there. In our third year, we had this little apartment overlooking the seafront and I have loads of wonderful memories of the fun we had there. We did everything together,…

Your issues are too complex

That’s what the Eating Disorders Unit told me when they called to let me know they won’t be offering me any support. Apparently it won’t be possible to ‘isolate the eating disorder’ from my other problems, therefore their treatment won’t be effective. I sat and listened patiently as the woman on the other end of…

20 Days sober: I miss the destruction

Yes, I’m back to counting. I used to keep track, but the last time I did that was over a year ago now. At one time, I managed 80 days. But I always eventually failed. And then I got to failing each week, failing every few days, and then failing every day. Again. It’s not…

A few days in the North

The weekend away was a mixed bag. I struggled being away from my home comforts, my usual safe place and my routine. I cried in public quite a bit. But despite all that it was good to be somewhere new and get out in the fresh air. We managed some wet and windy walks and…

Please tell me how to get through this

This is a plea for advice. The reasons why are a lot to go into, and I haven’t got the energy for explaining right now. But the short story is I’ve suddenly found myself smack in the middle of intense emotional pain. It feels like huge, heavy, overwhelming grief. It is completely unbearable. I keep…

A letter I’m sending to my psychiatrist

Dear Dr L I am writing to inform you that I wish to be discharged from your care. I will not be attending my planned appointment on 13th July. After our last meeting I was very upset. I felt that you didn’t listen to me and didn’t give me the opportunity to explain what was…

Quitting my psychiatrist

A few weeks after I see Dr L, I receive a copy of his notes on our meeting in the post. I’ve so far appreciated this (apart from when the letter went to a neighbour by accident), as it keeps me in the loop with what he is recording from our conversations. I was unsure…

What does therapy mean to you?

Until recently I’d assumed that we all go to therapy because we simply want to feel better. But I think there are a multitude of reasons people go – and keep going even when it is really tough. I’m interested to hear about how others experience this; what motivates you to keep going to sessions…

I can’t force myself

Why does therapy have to be so hard? Why can’t it just be easy to talk about all the stuff that needs talking about? We’d all be a lot healthier that way. But then I suppose we wouldn’t need therapy in the first place… I’m so tired this evening. I’m tired of trying and I’m…