I went to see a university counsellor once, female, after a tough summer with traumatic family themes. I was worried about the new term back and felt fragile socially that’s why I sought support so that my work didn’t suffer. I was a new mum of a pre-school child, single because of extreme domestic abuse and resuming my degree studies was part of rebuilding my independent life, after being isolated and belittled. I told her about recent family dynamics and the only thing she said in response was my name and then with a sneer “Is it really worth it?” somewhat perplexingly.
I’ve met some very harmful counsellors in my time and this one excelled herself in being rubbish at her job. I wasn’t wanting sympathy but the woman seemed not to have the intelligence to discuss matters objectively nor help me gain perspective at the time. She weighed in against my damaged confidence and seemed to be satisfied in her feeling of superiority over me. She made me feel worthless. I came across this at MIND once as well before I was a mum. Throughout the rest of my course I felt there were no pastoral services I could access because of her.
I achieved my degree and I love my work now. Family relationships are good. My son is really bright doing well at school.
