In reply to rug:
The thing that I wasn't so keen on when I read up about CBT was all this 'negative' and 'positive' thinking stuff...
Things that helped me was to remember to treat myself with the same kindness that I would extend to others.
If a friend was going to CBT and finding it hard going, would you tell them to give it up because they were taking another person's place?
One thing to notice is what you say to yourself and how you treat yourself when compared to another person - are you harder on yourself? If so why?
There are facts in the world, but also, what you experience in your own head has to be interpreted by you. If it is raining, one person will think their day is ruined and another will think it is good for the garden - both can be equally true.
Here is something I wrote earlier:
Another thing that I learnt to do was to allay my own fears.
My particular bete noir was a feeling of being cut off from other people
- isolation.
Before, my thinking would go something like this:
I'm sitting at home on my own, on a Saturday night. Everyone else is out
with their wonderful friends, having fun. I'm alone, because I don't
have any real friends. Oh yes, of course I do have friends. but Jane
lives miles away, so she doesn't really count, and jim is really just a
climbing buddy, and Helen is just not on the same wavelength as me blah
blah blah...
(I actually had plenty of good friends, but I would go though them all,
and decide that actually, non of them actually really, really did like
me!!!)
I must be a hateful person. I'm doomed to die, eaten by cats, all alone.
In fact, I may as well die right now, and get it over and done with. It
would just save all the pain that I will feel between now and then.
I would see myself as a victim of all the terrible things that I had
experienced in my life, almost as though I was in some sort of swedish
arts film. I would really be very melodramatic about the situation (just
in my own head, you understand) and blow it up into a big tragedy. I
would end up banging my head off walls, crying, feeling sick...
Instead of doing this, taking a very small incident (being at home,
alone, on a Saturday night) and talking it up to myself as proof of just
how terrible everything was and is and will be, I would start to have a
bit of a laugh at myself! What a drama queen!!!!
I would tell myself not to be so daft, to calm down, that I wasn't
actually in any physical pain, that I was just feeling a bit sorry for
myself.
I would list the friends I had, and tell myself that I was ungrateful if
I didn't appreciate them.
I would reassure myself, and minimise my reactions, rather than winding
myself up and maximising my reactions.