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speaking to my counsellor


Speaking to my counsellor last week it was suggested that something I’d done had only been one sided and that I’d put myself out there with chance of a whole lotta repercussions happening.

Back story - id made the decision to speak to two people that I trusted out with the family about my self harming. Two people that I now and respect. They then new that I was struggling and could keep and eye on me and if I was quiet they knew something might be wrong.
Saying this to my counsellor he told me that I’d made it all one sided, that I know nothing about them to the same degree and that it hadn’t been the right way to go about it.

I came out of that session mulling over what he’d said about it and the more I think about it the more I am actually quite upset that he said what he did.
I have never been one to open up about anything. I’ve kept everything to myself and felt with it internally. So for me to even contemplate reaching out was huge enough in itself. And for it to be about my mental health and me not coping was a huge step forward for me. I’m not gonna let the suggestion of the fact that I went about things the wrong way get to me because I believe I did it the right way for me.
Everyone has there own opinions about how things should be done (professional or not) but for me I believe I did what was right. I got the courage together and admitted something that I could of kept quiet about or even passed off as a scar from something else.
Don’t be scared to be honest about how your feeling.

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