Today my counsellor (who is very good, and tends not to talk in therapyspeak or counselling jargon as a rule) uttered the immortal words you need to connect with your inner child:D
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Yes, down to Smuggler's Rock, where we saw those shifty looking swarthy men with ropes and lanterns the other day! I'm sure there's a mystery to be solved there! You bring the ginger pop, I'll make the potted meat sandwiches, and we'd better wear extra jerseys - we may be in for a long, cold wait!
One day a therapist will help me to connect with my inner adult. And as we all know, inside every fat child is a thin child that the fat child has eaten.
That is a bit of a cliche, but at least she's trying to help! I saw a physchiatrist a few years ago, who tried to get me to tell her about my "childhood."
Is this a Mind counsellor? I should try ringing them again, I've gotta wait more on the NHS, wait wait waiting xx
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Etc, etc.
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Is this a Mind counsellor? I should try ringing them again, I've gotta wait more on the NHS, wait wait waiting xx
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my recent fave is "it's all very confusing isn't it" - counsellor speak for 'i have absolutely no idea what you're rambling on about'!
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