
The flower bed
S. has given me a beautiful example of our current topic, which I constantly have to think about.

S. has given me a beautiful example of our current topic, which I constantly have to think about.

Today, S. wants to make me understand again why this therapy is at the very heart…

Now it continues with the confusion. I should ask myself if the therapy makes sense?

Why do I have to eat? What a stupid question! Everybody has to eat! But wait, I’m not!

Everything is so complicated. Why can not I just swallow a pill and wake up completely healthy…

S. calms me, or at least tries to calm me down. Of course, it’s terribly hard and it also makes you…

Last night I wrote down everything I thought and felt. What exactly was my voice, my disease…

My framework in the therapy is: the daily therapy hours, food (regularly) and especially the writing.

Again, I see no success. No progress, no results, I still feel extremely bad and would like to throw…