Testimonial 11

‘After a few years of getting spells of anxiety I decided that I’d had enough. They were preventing me from enjoying my life. Could it be that I wasn’t destined to feel this anxious way forever and this wasn’t actually ‘me’? After meeting with Karen things began to change. I began to stop and think about how my feelings of anxiety were intertwined with deeper understandings that I had of myself and of other people. By noting this, I was able to think about what I wanted to be and how I could try and change my thoughts in order to do achieve this. By making little changes in the… Read More

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Testimonial 8

I contacted Karen after a recommendation from a friend. I had been suffering from depression and felt lost and lacked direction with my life. I felt lost with a high powered demanding job with long hours. The pressure of work and life eventually got to me and I felt tramped in a cycle of work and sleep and felt like I was losing friends, confidence, felt withdrawn and was not copying with a break up with an ex boyfriend. I had been on anti depressants and tried various counsellors to try and find solutions and deal with the way I felt, but nothing seemed to help long term. My first… Read More

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Testimonial 9

I started my CBT journey with Karen in August this year having suffered from Depression and Anxiety for many years. I had tried various talking therapies in the past, but I realised I needed something more interactive. I had taken anti-depressant medication for years, and I had tried several times to stop but always ended up taking them again. Without the medication I had difficulty concentrating which was affecting my work, waking up early, anxiety in social situations, and I constantly felt tired. I was asking myself unanswerable questions, I would go over the same ground looking for answers inside the problem. I had a very low opinion of myself, and of… Read More

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Testimonial 12

Before I received CBT for my OCD my head was in a state of chaos, constantly battling and losing against this strange infliction. Horrible thoughts would intrude upon my thinking, eat away at my conscience until I had nowhere else to turn to but mental rituals which were never ending. My logic had no grip. I knew I was being absurd but I couldn’t stop. The intrusive thoughts reminded me of a fly buzzing, trapped up against a window pane or a burning sensation inside my head. Words and images, bits and pieces or whatever OCD could throw at me followed me everywhere I went. When OCD traps you it… Read More

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