Day Seven

I have managed to reach the 7th day of doing my regime, it has taken me more than 7 days to get here but I have reached my first target, now to make it to a further 10 days. The difference that the regime is already making to me is that on days where previously I would have hidden and if given the chance remained in bed I am now making an effort to get up and to get dressed, and to get out even if only into the garden.

Mothering Sunday is not an easy day for me in the run up to it we are bombarded by adverts and shops telling us how wonderful our Mothers are and how we should spoil them. The main problem I have is the fact that one of the reoccurring themes currently in my therapy is trying to stop me thinking that because my Mother doesn't appear to love me that there must be something wrong with me. We live in a society where the image of the ever loving mother is unceasingly fed to us, through tv programmes, literature and adverts. If we are to see a portrayal of a bad mother there is usually something else going on, some reason for the bad mothering, eg drugs or drink. No wonder I have this faulty logic in my head that it must be be me.