At fifty years old I am in what some would describe as the winter of my life. Today I got a glimpse of spring.
I have spent a lifetime dealing with the wounds left behind from being abused as a child. Now I am being asked to feel my pain not repress it.
I had my second session with the psychologist yesterday. This time she performed EMDR on me and somethng major has changed in me.
I have had my second session with the gambling counsellor so I am on the wagon yet again and trying to quit gambling for the umpteenth time.
I'm starting therapy again soon. I have been thinking a lot about what to expect and how to deal with it. This entry explores my thoughts about the subject.
This entry is a brief, fairly shallow, overview of the issue of depression and my experiences with it.