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You always give so much to think about

Well, to be able to trust my T to tell him what I told him ... it took like 8 months. Something tells me that I can't afford to wait that long.

My parents can't find out because the "trauma" I'm working through ... it involves one of them. The other parent doesn't know. They have also already made it clear when I accidentally slipped up and told them I was in therapy for the first time last year that it was unacceptable. Apparently my family believes in solving all our problems by ourselves, without the aid of others. They think psychology is a load of crap too ... kinda funny since I'm IN psychology. Believe me, I'm never going to hear the end of it. So in conclusion to this part, my parents just aren't supportive.

If I could find a job, I would. It's just very hard when I'm solely an English speaker (and in Ottawa, it's better to know French as well) and I'm physically disabled (wheelchair). Basically all the cards are stacked against me but I continue to try, to make my family happy with me.

I'm just not crazy about ever asking for help. Or talking, because I see it as wasting someone's time. But she (my former T) got me out of that mindset with her. But yeah, I think that will probably come up in some way.

Thanks!