Yesterday I went to "therapy" and now I have a hangover from it. This doesn't usually happen. I'm disturbed about my past behavior, the 4.5 years of adolescence. I have forgiven myself for the typical things I have done but not the psychiatric stuff. I can't seem to shed it. It confines and hurts me.
The only thing I feel ashamed of in my life is my psychiatric history. Why did I allow it to happen? Why did I violate every one of my morals? Why did I let myself become vulnerable? Why did I allow psychiatry to treat me like a piece of ****?
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Dx: Didgee Disorder
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