Bristol
Diamond Member
Is it just me or does anyone else sturggle with the concept of working on their own recovery on the basis that somewhere out in the world there is someone trekking across deserts to come and rescue them? As a little girl i used to dream about being rescued and even now all i want is someone to come along throw me over their shoulder and take me away. It doesnt help my feeling of loneliness because they have never come and the adult in me knows they wont. Just wanted to check i wasnt a complete freak on this front!