Thanks rainy. My therapist wasn't helpful because I was a coward and said nothing. I filled the space with other garbage and acted like a brat. I could tell he was getting annoyed. I realized that I gave up when I was going through our session in my head after I left. He had told me that he was mad about me dropping acid a few weeks ago, understandably. I realized I only did that because my life stopped being important to me, and I stopped caring or believing that I could get better. I also realized that my anger comes from knowing that I never give up and now I am. I want to give a ****, but I can't muster the courage.

Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk