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Bereavement Counselling

Dr W was a hard act to follow, and the only counsellor I've ever found to be of much help. I would leave the surgery feeling so much better. JH was a sad replacement. She didn't want to read Dr W 's notes but preferred to start from scratch. I told her that everyone around me was dying. She swooped on that like a vulture on a corpse: "What do you mean, everyone around you is dying?" she said. I thought immediately that the silly moo thought I had delusions that I was able to cause death by some sort of telekinetic process. I told her I meant exactly that, and listed all those I loved who have died in the past few years.

She said we would have to work on my self-esteem, but by the time she had finished, I felt more inadequate than ever. She dismissed my intelligence as if it was of no matter and said that common sense was important - from the way in which she said it I inferred she thought I had none. I have a good deal and told her so, but it was obvious she had made her mind up.

I feel that many counsellors have self-esteem issues themselves: they've been helped by counselling so think they'll share the love [yuk]. What came across in that first session were her own self-image problems. And I found her method of taking notes obtrusive. Oh well.

Yes, my self-esteem needs work, but I want help to comes to terms with all my losses. So I decided to do something about it myself and on 26th November contacted Cruse. I don't know why I didn't do it before. Now waiting for my first appointment, but in the meantime they've sent me a booklet.