Reflection Paper On Therapy

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The day had come, Serena triumphantly had reached her final therapy session, and she was sure glad of it. Serena felt the need to close this chapter in her life and move forward, making positive changes in her life. She was not going to ignore what had happened, she was going to deal with it; she had found the essential tools to do so, and she was not afraid of feeling weak or emotional in front of anyone. Although, she may not confess these thoughts, she could not completely let her guard down - especially on a professional level.

Today was the day she hoped that this therapy malarkey would be out of her life for good, what she didn’t realise was that her last session was not going to end up as the walk in the park as she had hoped it would …show more content…

It was the first time someone had ever asked her about that day in a long time and the pain from her attack almost seemed to hit her like a flash of lightening.

“I… I do not recall much, the blood… I remember the blood, there was a lot of it, and my phone, my phone was badly smashed. I had to put my SIM in an old Nokia phone”

“Serena, I need you to close your eyes and take a few deep breaths, you can re-call that day”

“Why do I need to?”

“You don’t want to end up back in therapy do you? Or at least even have additional sessions”

“No” Serena …show more content…

Ric and I were not really on speaking terms…the pregnancy seemed to make us fall out, a lot... Its aftermath made us fall out. I do not think I ever felt differently. I think my want for the babies after they had gone... I was not ready to face the fact they had left me... I had planned to get rid of them; I did not have control over saying goodbye. I wasn’t going to let Ric say goodbye, and he didn’t get to say goodbye” Serena paused as a single tear fell down her cheek. “When I came round from the attack, Ric for the first time didn’t care about our babies, he cared about me. He was more worried about losing me and I shut him

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