A counselling service that doesn't treat you as the problem, but treats the problem as the problem.
This is the primary idea I came to understand from training to become a narrative therapist:
that I am not the problem, the problem is the problem.
And it is what set me free from depression.
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This is the primary idea I came to understand from training to become a narrative therapist:
that I am not the problem, the problem is the problem.
And it is what set me free from depression.
Click here to find out more.
Maybe you have to know the darkness before you can appreciate the light. - Madeleine L'Engle
What no one ever tells you is that you don't have to follow a conventional path. You don't have to live a life that other people expect you to. You are allowed to make the daring decisions you dream about - the ones that stir your soul and ignite your spirit. - Unknown
It’s no use going back to yesterday because I was a different person then. - Unknown
Why are we so afraid? We make it worse when we don't bleed...
Sometimes I cannot forgive And these days, mercy cuts so deep
If the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleep
... Sometimes I can close my eyes,
And all the fear that keeps me silent, falls below my heavy breathing,
What makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder. We all feel the need for wonder
We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the thunder.
Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven...
- 'Oh my God' Jars of Clay
What no one ever tells you is that you don't have to follow a conventional path. You don't have to live a life that other people expect you to. You are allowed to make the daring decisions you dream about - the ones that stir your soul and ignite your spirit. - Unknown
It’s no use going back to yesterday because I was a different person then. - Unknown
Why are we so afraid? We make it worse when we don't bleed...
Sometimes I cannot forgive And these days, mercy cuts so deep
If the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleep
... Sometimes I can close my eyes,
And all the fear that keeps me silent, falls below my heavy breathing,
What makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder. We all feel the need for wonder
We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the thunder.
Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven...
- 'Oh my God' Jars of Clay
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