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Originally Posted by MissCharlotte
(((Mixed-up)))
It IS an awful place. And I go there all the time. Why are we so thick and travel to awful places? I think it's because when we were kids we purchased a lifetime metrocard and thought we couldn't change the destination. But T says I CAN go to a different station now, but I don't know how to get there and I keep winding up where you are too.
But I also think that the feelings of death are a natural byproduct of therapy (for some of us). We fall to pieces with T and then put ourselves back together.
Sorry for the dreadful metaphor but I really understand. Please be careful and safe. There is a beautiful world out there--and I think it's the natural world.
Blessings.
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I'm sorry that you can relate so well....but it's comforting to know that I'm not alone. My T says that I'm conditioned to ruminate about unpleasantness. It's a habit. It felt awful to hear that, probably because it's true...and embarrassing.
I sometimes think to myself, why can't I look to the future with more hope? I don't have the answer.