I know that I need help, and I know that I can't just go in and tell my t everything is fine. She'd see through it at this point anyway, and then I'd feel even worse.
I am in DBT, so I have filled out my diary card for the past week with accurate and honest info. It doesn't lie. It doesn't let me hide. Because I HAVE to hand it over to t, I know that we will end up talking about things.
I am scared because I don't want to end up in the hospital again. Especially this time of year. I don't want my family to jump to the idea that since I am having a tough time, I need to be hospitalized.
I need help. I know I need help. History has shown that especially this time of year, I need help. I am going to do everything I can to get help from my T tomorrow, painful and embarassing and frustrating though it may be, I've got to do something.
Thank you all for sticking with me, and supporting me. I really need it right now
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