Therapy Tales No. Etc- Death and Trauma. Fun.

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The Secret Life of a Manic Depressive

This week’s homework- write a narrative of what you remember of your dad’s death in present tense.

Yeah, no.

Therapy is ending soon, as it’s just CBT and that aims to fix your problems within 2 months or your money back, or something. I didn’t realise this until last session. I think my therapist was waiting for my whole history of trauma to spill out, which, of course, it did.

Losses, fears, love- that’s basically it. Losses of things I loved- including animals (I know pets die, but mine in sudden, cruel ways I can’t go into here but which haunt me) and people. They all died lonely, premature, unfair, painful deaths. As soon as I really understood what death really was (which happened when I had another loss- my friend who killed herself when I was 15), I have been completely heartbroken ever since. Of what life is. Of…

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