It’s a funny thing having counselling. You make up your mind to give it a try and make the telephone call. Things must be bad to do that in the first place. And then the day arrives and you start to think maybe I’m alright really. Even though for years you’ve known they could be a lot better. It’s a bit like going to the hairdresser on the one day of the year your hair looks great or magically feeling better when you finally get to see the GP.
I’m not going to pretend there is some theory underpinning why this happens and I’m sure someone somewhere has one. I suspect it’s called being a bit scared. After all it’s hard enough talking about our secrets, our dark sides, the things we might be ashamed of … so doing this with a stranger probably sounds frightening. It might take a while for things to warm up, for you to see how counselling could really help you to understand yourself and the choices you have. But when it works it can change your life.