I hate being in therapy.
I think the people who hurt me should be there, forced to disclose every intimate details of their life. It's unjust to have to relive it in front of a total stranger with no 1 to console you.

I think the greatest justice and the greatest reward is that we all drink from our own cup.

I think of that took place there wouldn't be a person in therapy who didn't feel validated afterwards.
I've gone through therapy now for 2 years and without any support. I'm ready to quit and slip back into the silent world I use to live in.
I hate me. Why can't I just drop dead.
I should never have broken my silence.
That was my power and now it's gone and I can't get it back.
I regret therapy.

GB