Helen Moorhouse: Getting help for a mental health issue is no sign of failure – but ignoring it is
You don't think being told you're displaying textbook symptoms of Post Traumatic Stress would be good news but hey, life's a funny thing.
The person who told me – my counsellor, shrink, psychotherapist, call them what you will– was apologetic about 'labelling' me, as she called it. Go ahead, I thought. Label me all you like, because at last I knew that what was interrupting my life was something concrete. And I could do something about it.
I had just come out the other side of what was, to me and mine, a hideously traumatic time. I say 'to me' because when it comes to having an emotional wobble, it's different strokes for different folks. One man's bad day is another's unimaginable hell. The devil is not necessarily in the detail. He's too busy going 'ta daa!' with a surprise attack on your mind.