All posts tagged: Therapy

Can’t Get a Grip

So I’m here at my moms place all alone. Still packing everything in boxes and waiting for my sister to come and help. Today I talked to a good friend. I pretty much spilled everything that was going wrong my life. My friend suggested that seeing a therapist wasn’t a terrible idea. My friend said I seem have a lot of issues going on and that he suggested that talking to someone and getting an honest professional point of view wasn’t a bad idea. I hated and loved going to see someone like that. I hated it because I felt like I relied on someone else to help me solve my issues. I loved it because I did solve a lot of problem. I hated it because of the cost. I loved it because it was money well spent. I don’t know where the lines in life are drawn. I tend to edge them in with chalk and watch it wash away slowly as time goes by. I don’t know if I need something more …

The Session

Although therapy┬ásessions are considered “confidential” or “private” I see this blog here as my therapeutic release when I have a great feeling inside of what I want to talk about. So I may mention some things that have been brought up and said in the professional help world in this. I have so many weird things about me. So many problems and issues float around in my life. I close up. I can’t easily talk about my feelings. I need distractions. I need space. I need people. I need materials. I like to keep very little. All of the things that I do don’t make sense but they do. I was never a quiet person. I always had, and have, something to talk about. The problem was the things I talked about were never about my feelings. The first real depression hit me when I was in high school. My parents marriage started to fall apart, my sister got into a very serious car accident, and my dad had his stroke around this time. My …