I wouldn't usually do a post like this however this is a cause close to my heart and I thought it would give my readers a chance to know a little more about me. I want to raise awareness so that we can limit the number of people who have to go through the grief and pain that myself and my family went through.
We all try to be strong but there is no shame in admitting that we need a hug from someone close to us or even talking to a counsellor about our worries, concerns or just to talk to about how we are feeling.
I am not afraid to admit that I was appointed a counsellor and I think this too has to be spoken about more. There is no shame in talking to someone outside your family about how you are feeling.
Counselling is not only available to family members but to the person that is directly involved.
At the time my family were in grief and I did not want to burden them with all my questions and general talking about my feelings. It enabled me to shout out, cry and laugh without the worry that I would upset anyone. It brought me out of a very dark place and I could not be more thankful to the Hospice for advising it.
I used to have a few sessions a week at the start then it went to once a week when I would reflect on the whole week and eventually down to when I felt that I needed to talk to someone.
My counselling now is going to the grave with lots of colourful flowers and making the grave all pretty and talking to my mum. Some may think thats silly but for me it is a way of still talking to her and letting her know about everything thats happening in my life.
Talking about what my mum went through can be hard to talk about and I have got a lump at the back at my throat as I write this as I know it will probably bring back memories and with those memories the feelings that I felt at the time.
We all try to be strong but there is no shame in admitting that we need a hug from someone close to us or even talking to a counsellor about our worries, concerns or just to talk to about how we are feeling.
I am not afraid to admit that I was appointed a counsellor and I think this too has to be spoken about more. There is no shame in talking to someone outside your family about how you are feeling.
Counselling is not only available to family members but to the person that is directly involved.
At the time my family were in grief and I did not want to burden them with all my questions and general talking about my feelings. It enabled me to shout out, cry and laugh without the worry that I would upset anyone. It brought me out of a very dark place and I could not be more thankful to the Hospice for advising it.
I used to have a few sessions a week at the start then it went to once a week when I would reflect on the whole week and eventually down to when I felt that I needed to talk to someone.
My counselling now is going to the grave with lots of colourful flowers and making the grave all pretty and talking to my mum. Some may think thats silly but for me it is a way of still talking to her and letting her know about everything thats happening in my life.
Talking about what my mum went through can be hard to talk about and I have got a lump at the back at my throat as I write this as I know it will probably bring back memories and with those memories the feelings that I felt at the time.
