All of my ramblings on one site ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Goodbye friendship, hello heartache Monday was my first therapy session. I was so nervous, I almost felt really uncomfortable to be there. I walked in, sat down, and she shut the door. I was comforted at the thought that when she sat down, it'd be a huge turning point in my life. And it kind of was. We talked about everything: my dads drinking, the divorce, my brother, Luke, my jealousy, my cutting and smoking, my friends, everything. The only time I felt a little uneasy was when she said she strongly recomended taking anti-depressants. She said it with a kind of chuckle, as if she was trying to make it not sound so bad. I don't think everyone that takes anti-depressants is a psycho, are they? She called my mom in when the my hour was up. My mom sat next to me, and Louise (my counselor) told my mom I was cutting. My mom kind of looked at me and smiled and said "so, that's what that thing on your leg is, isn't it?" 3:15 p.m. - 2009-05-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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