Before therapy I didn't know much about me at all. My thoughts were like a tennis match. I'd go along with one thought until someone else gave another point of view and I'd go along with that one.

I am still developing a sense of what's really me, it's hard because who I would have been didn't survive my childhood complete.

Therapy helps me find those fragmented parts and begin to put them together. Sometimes I enjoy someone saying something like "oh I know you would like this". Yet other times that same statement said wrong can upset me and I want to scream "no you don't know what I would like".