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how’s it going? when’s your appointment?
Hehehe… I think our Angels (much like our parents) get the last laugh when they eventually watch us have kids. Now I’m the one saying “WHY, God, oh WHY did you give us the clumsy, accident prone ones with too much imagination?!”… I guess I deserve it!My best friend (aka, partner in crime) and I decided our Angels need the therapy as much as we do XD They spend most of their time behind us, telling us we’re being stupid, again, and wondering WHY, God, oh WHY did you give us the clumsy, accident prone ones with too much imagination?!
I’m heading down to get y schedule now, and will call first thing in the morning to make the appt
PLEASE don’t hesitate. If you happen to run into a therapist who’s not right for you, move on till you find the right one.Suck it up, deal with it, you need to just move on, we did. Don’t go, they’re just going to screw you up worse.
Several of my older brothers and sisters claim I make too big a deal over this, that they’re ok, why aren’t I? And I subscribed to that belief for too long, and I can’t follow it any more.
Shondrea, sweetie, you did not have the same family they did. Depending on where you fall in the birth order, you had a completely different set of parents with different focuses than they did. When problems occurred your siblings were older. You were hit at a different developmental stage than they were. THEY cannot be the ones to tell you what kind of deal to make over it.Mental illness runs in our family, and our upbringing wasn’t the most loving or stable. Several of my older brothers and sisters claim I make too big a deal over this, that they’re ok, why aren’t I? And I subscribed to that beliefe for too long, and I can’t follow it any more. Just because they claim to be dealing doesn’t mean I am. Because I’m not, and i haven’t been, for a long time.
Just know you’re in my prayers…I…still haven’t set up my appt. Things are just getting more and more tumultuous
You don’t need their permission to get some personal advice from a professional.Thank you guys, I appreciate it. It’s just…it’s so hard to be able to admit that something’s wrong when everyone is telling you you’re lying and making a big deal out of nothing. I just feel like I’m going to get in there and pay a crudload of money to be told, essentially, there’s nothing wrong here, this is normal, quit thinking what happened to you in anything remarkable
The medications don’t work like that… they don’t just “make you happy” and “cover up the bad thoughts”… they chemically balance a system that isn’t functioning properly. They help you to logically work through your thoughts and feelings.I guess I’m just scared that it’s not gonna do any good. Everyone keeps saying all they’re gonna do is put me on pills and send me on my way
(((HUGS))) and prayers that you begin feeling better very soon!!!OK, so, I have an appontment for monday orning. Like, wow…