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Since I was twelve, I had therapy. At first it was family counseling, me and my mother in a room with a psychologist trying to figure out why we were constantly on eachothers' throats. After a while, I got my own therapist -well, she was kind of a social worker, but the idea of having someone to talk to was the same. since then, I've had 3 therapists on and off, the third I have now.
That's five years of therapy, and nothing has changed. Now what? Medication? Admitting me into a hospital? I've had spiritual cleansing, aura reading, I've prayed to God, the wiccan God&Godess, Boeddha and everyone else I could imagine, any force out there holding the strings of this all. But nothing.
Maybe I don't have enough faith. Maybe I don't believe. Maybe I should fully accept Christ, or Mohamed, or Vishnu, to be happy. Maybe I should go to college. Maybe I should volunteer. Maybe I should do everything my mom says whithout argument, or throw myself onto my schoolwork to keep me occupied.
I don't know.
I have no idea what to do. All I know is that I'm scared.
God, I'm such a whiner. The good thing is I never talk like this to people. This is total honesty 101.
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My daughter and I have alot of problems also...can I ask you some questions? Why were you taken to therapy in the first place? If I am overstepping I am sorry, I would just like to try to help and give any advice or understanding that I can...let me know.
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Posted by Rajah1116
on 2007-12-20 14:30:44
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