Wanderer,
As you may be aware this is very personal stuff but I am willing to share what I went through so that others can benefit in some way, or maybe not at all.....
When I was just over 30, I was under a lot of stress and was getting very depressed. My husband and I had grown a business that basically took over our lives and I couldn't keep up with the home or two small boys. Our home phone was our business phone and it was answered 24/7 365 days a year. I was the phone person and it felt like an umbilical cord. On top of that my parents had visited over Christmas and my mom made a scene about a few decorations, even taking something off of our front door and flinging it across the living room.
I had been seeing a counseler and she suggested I go to an intensive, 2 week stay in PA. I did.
It was considered over a years therapy in those 2 weeks. What came out was that I was still very disfunctional from my disfellowshiping at age 16. The group I was in actually replayed the JC meeting by having me turn around and close my eyes. When I opened them and turned back around all the men in the group were standing in front of me pointing at me in silence. It was absolutely overwhelming. I couldn't stop sobbing. I was asked to turn around again, close my eyes and then reface them, and they were all hugging me.
They let me cry for as long as I wanted to and then I was given a huge poster board with over 50 signatures and what they thought of me as a person. It was all wonderful, positive things. (they had made it up a head of time).
I also learned I was extremely angry with my mother, but not with my father. I also learned it was OK to speak my mind and not have to be quiet and except what I am told. I also learned I was a worthwhile person, deserving of respect and allowed to express opinions that might not be liked, and it was ok to not have to measure up to everyones expectations of me. I learned to accept who I was and not what others wanted or needed me to be.
I sometimes have to go back and remind myself of that, and I don't always do a great job of it, but the experience gave me strength I have relied on for many years.
r.