In 2011, without warning, my dad tragically, suddenly and traumatically (for me) passed away from a pulmonary aneurism in front of my eyes. As a result I became extremely ill. Every human brain has it's breaking point and this event turned out to be mine. Since then i have struggled with the complexities of my own mind and have been under the care of my local mental health team. I was referred to Bereavement Counselling in the beginning, in truth, at the time I was not yet ready for it and abandoned the service when it became 'no longer convenient' to attend the appointments. When I did reach the point where I did feel ready for therapy, I was limited in what was available due to my abandonment of the service I'd been originally referred to. So I availed of low/no-cost therapy from various charities and community groups, unfortunately this approach usually limits the number of sessions you can have with a counsellor.
I am quite sure I have been walking around all my days with undiagnosed ADHD and the accompanying Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria. Through my reading on the subject and from joining relevant groups on social media, I've had quite a few lightbulb moments where I've thought: ADHD = my life explained in four letters. I am ready and willing at this point to commit to a bit more therapy and focus my intake of information and knowledge in a more structured way.
In a few weeks I'm starting a Foundation Degree in Counselling. This blog will be a record of my personal progress along this journey. I will try and keep this blog updated weekly. I am looking forward to the journey and hoping to meet some like-minded people along the way.
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