Auburn
Active member
I feel dumb talking about this, I'm such an emotional sensitive soul at unnecessary moments it's ridiculous.
The beginning of this year I went to this place where they help young people. I got assigned to a somewhat of a counselor.
Having been locked into rooms, dragged by the wrists, and pretty much neglected by anyone with authority, this new counselor was too good to be true.
In short, she did more for me this year than my mother ever has my entire life.
The list is long for what she did to help me. Stuff that wasn't even part of her job. She got me into a drama club, seeing a therapist, a young carers group, and helped me join Mind. And the best part was she helped me find a college where I could get the support for my anxiety and get the qualifications I need.
She walked me from my bus to college everyday until I settled in, she would check up on me every single week to see how I was doing and would call me to remind me about meetings I had because she knew how forgetful I am, and came with me when we looked at colleges and always gave her two cents and talked for me when she knew I was nervous. She actually listened to me too. Man it's so nice to actually be listened to!! She cared about how I felt, and whenever I felt low or didn't know what I needed to do she always immediately jumped in and fixed everything. As dumb as this is to say I felt like a human being who actually mattered. She even caught onto my quirks and managed to find out if I was uncomfortable and knew exactly what to do.
She often told me how proud she was of me. How far I've come and that I always surprise her with how well I do.
She was the first ever person to tell me they were proud of me.
Haha I'm crying now ahhh I'm so dumb. I haven't done her justice in all that rambling, seriously she changed my life. She fixed things I had been struggling with since birth.
Anyway, her job is changing and she can no longer work with me. I have our very last meeting next week and yeah. Here's to hoping I don't make a total idiot of myself and start crying.
The beginning of this year I went to this place where they help young people. I got assigned to a somewhat of a counselor.
Having been locked into rooms, dragged by the wrists, and pretty much neglected by anyone with authority, this new counselor was too good to be true.
In short, she did more for me this year than my mother ever has my entire life.
The list is long for what she did to help me. Stuff that wasn't even part of her job. She got me into a drama club, seeing a therapist, a young carers group, and helped me join Mind. And the best part was she helped me find a college where I could get the support for my anxiety and get the qualifications I need.
She walked me from my bus to college everyday until I settled in, she would check up on me every single week to see how I was doing and would call me to remind me about meetings I had because she knew how forgetful I am, and came with me when we looked at colleges and always gave her two cents and talked for me when she knew I was nervous. She actually listened to me too. Man it's so nice to actually be listened to!! She cared about how I felt, and whenever I felt low or didn't know what I needed to do she always immediately jumped in and fixed everything. As dumb as this is to say I felt like a human being who actually mattered. She even caught onto my quirks and managed to find out if I was uncomfortable and knew exactly what to do.
She often told me how proud she was of me. How far I've come and that I always surprise her with how well I do.
She was the first ever person to tell me they were proud of me.
Haha I'm crying now ahhh I'm so dumb. I haven't done her justice in all that rambling, seriously she changed my life. She fixed things I had been struggling with since birth.
Anyway, her job is changing and she can no longer work with me. I have our very last meeting next week and yeah. Here's to hoping I don't make a total idiot of myself and start crying.
