It has become increasingly hard to keep my going to therapy from Granny. after two years of varying
degrees of depression, some very severe, I guess the better question would be how have I been able to keep it a secret this long? The next question being why does it matter? usually i say (but also true) that it's to protect them, to limit their stress. holes have been poked into that as i have had a few times in the past year where she has said or others have said on her behalf that she was worried about me. despite clinging to this the main reasons are (as i am discovering) fear of being judged by ppl who mean the world to me and lots of stuff that would create that judgement come out in the course of starting to be honest. ie why would you need therapy?? then comes the blind panic.
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