I didn’t use to believe in counselling. And if it weren’t for my SOS counsellor, I probably still wouldn’t believe in it today. In fact, if I hadn’t met my counsellor, I might not even have been here today at all.
The first time I went for counselling was when I was in secondary school. I remember how I ran out of class one day because I really needed to talk to somebody, so I knocked on the school counsellor’s door, and thankfully she was there. She sat me down and we started chatting. But afterwards, I walked out and never went back again. Back then, I felt like I could say whatever I wanted, maybe because I was still young. As I got older, I realised that the things I was going through were quite sensitive, and it would have put me in a very vulnerable position if I opened up to the wrong person. I found it harder and harder to trust people.