Thursday, June 08, 2006
Second things Second.. but for sake of your reading I suppose it's Second things first...
I went to therapy this morning, and I do not like my therapist. I'm sitting there and she keeps asking me whats wrong with me, what I need to work on, and I can't think of anything. OK well I can but I'm not ready to work on it or talk about it yet, and I don't know if I ever will be. So I talk to her about my obsessive boredom and my need to be entertained and my urge to runaway to AZ for no apparent reason, and what does she do she starts enabling this behavior. She actually starts giving me options as to how to move to AZ and make it easier. And I'm like what the fuck are you listening to anything I am saying lady? So then as the hour is closing she tells me that I have acomplished all of the goals I had set out to accomplish and until I had new goals there was no reason to continue therapy. So when I was ready to work on something to call her. Now my other therapist would talk to me about anything at all. I could ramble aimlessly which would eventually lead to something of importance. So I just don't like her I don't feel that someone needs to be crazy to go to therapy, there doesn't have to be something wrong. Sometimes just having someone there to listen to you sort it all out is helpful. something laying it all out on a stranger is better than laying it all out on your friends. So I think once I'm fully registered and all that good crap I will switch to a therapist at the University. Maybe I can find someone who will want to listen to me even if I don't know exactly what is wrong, or what needs to be fixed.
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