I guess one of the problem’s with counselling if a client presents a problem which is real to you , something that has happened to you in the past and maybe you haven’t dealt with it completely and you start looking at their issue from your perspective.
Anyway its no secret that I have suffered from depression in the past and even when I have been well it has hung over me like a black shadow waiting to descend. I have shared how my friends prayed for me recently with regards to my back and that has been great – thank you Jesus . But I have also been ‘well’ its as if the black shadow has gone completely – I’m not waiting for it to descend .
Anyway back to the counselling something was said to me recently which brought back a memory of my own depression of when I was truly lost to it . How I wanted to call out for someone to see my misery and yet being afraid that people would actually see in me my despair -wanting help but been afraid that people would then see me as a depressed person- does that make sense I hope it does – anyway I dealt with these feelings evoked and wrote an entry on Poohs poetry corner called I am here