Navigating Adulthood – One Obsessive Thought at a Time
My regulars will remember that I recently launched a spin-off to my Therapy Diaries series, where I look back through my notes from my group therapy sessions in my final year of university. This was part of my counselling module that aimed to develop self awareness and to also practice the basic skills we would… Continue reading The Therapy Diaries 6 | The University Years Part 2
I recently brought back The Therapy Diaries - looking into my experiences of the different forms of therapy I’ve had over the years. In the last instalment, I wrote about the long waits and numerous assessments I had before I finally had my CBT for OCD. However, today, I’m going to rewind a little -… Continue reading The Therapy Diaries 6 | The University Years
Soz guys, it’s another Valentine’s-esque post. If you read my last post, you’ll know that Valentine’s Day marks mine and Liam’s 11 year anniversary. My last post was all about how we met and what’s generally happened over the last 11 years, but today I thought I’d put together something that looks back on my… Continue reading 11 Things in 11 Years
Today is the second instalment of my post "Breaking Up with Psychology." If you haven’t yet got a chance to read my first post, you can catch up here. The Final Result My exam results gradually came in while I was waiting for my dissertation results. It was looking really good, and my hard work… Continue reading Breaking Up with Psychology | Part 2
Looking at where I am now, it’s hard to believe that I once had dreams to become a therapist. I hate 90% of the general public and I have a whole batch of my own issues that would single handedly make any therapist sorted financially for life. Over the years I’ve dipped in and out… Continue reading Breaking Up with Psychology | Part 1
Every year when I see students walking around Bath in their graduation gowns, it always gets me reflecting on the period after my graduation. It was a period that I struggled with immensely, the reasons which will become apparent as you read on, and part of me wishes that I could sit 21 year old… Continue reading Lessons I Learned After Graduation
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