I went through this with my therapist. It took a week of hospitalization as a psych patient to change anything. I never did make it to the psych ward, there were no beds. I spent that week on a medical ward, away from my 'Net friends. Being in a hospital screws with my mind and they wouldn't believe me. Not until it was almost too late.

I hate it when therapists don't care and tell you to call 911. That's some way to comfort someone.

A warm furry hug for the first person to come to my rescue.

There is a thing more crippling than cerebral palsy: the prison of your own mind.