A date has been set to start working on actual trauma, with twice weekly sessions. I'm to be in the respite care place for the month of July, if they can get the funding sorted.
I can't believe any words will come out. If they do, I will finally face that moment where someone else agrees there isn't enough there to justify my claims to be ill. Talking about it will probably kill me.
I'm working through a skills workbook to help arm myself, but oblivion looks a much more tempting alternative. I daren't go at it too fast, but I'm feeling a rising tide of panic that I won't be prepared.
I tell myself it will be like abseiling - there is that moment where you have to step backwards over a cliff into nothing, and then it is all right. I don't believe it yet. Could any of you convince me?
I can't believe any words will come out. If they do, I will finally face that moment where someone else agrees there isn't enough there to justify my claims to be ill. Talking about it will probably kill me.
I'm working through a skills workbook to help arm myself, but oblivion looks a much more tempting alternative. I daren't go at it too fast, but I'm feeling a rising tide of panic that I won't be prepared.
I tell myself it will be like abseiling - there is that moment where you have to step backwards over a cliff into nothing, and then it is all right. I don't believe it yet. Could any of you convince me?