Personal Statement

I've spent my life thinking that love was earned, that it was not given freely and that it could be taken away at any moment. I had to be the good girl, the funny girl, the unselfish one that takes care of others. I thought love meant being admired from a distance. I learned this from my mother. She was loved, but she couldn't accept it or believe it. I saw that in her but not until now, in me. In a recent session, Marc told me that I couldn't feel love because I was too busy proving to everyone how wonderful I am. Pulling this off means manipulating, conniving, scheming, lying.