Category: February 2009

My voice will not let me go. She constantly wants to order me to throw everything away.

A question from S. pulls me out of my thoughts. Now it comes for the second time:

S. sits opposite me and smiles. How many times has she heard these same sentences?

I feel really bad today. I notice how my illness is trying to get me under control more and more.

Now I have been in therapy for three weeks. I go to my lessons every day and in the beginning…

How many times have I heard the phrase, “You will never become completely healthy!”.