I sometimes wish I had never sought help, or let my family find out I did. I sure hope it turns out to have been worth the alienation I feel from what little family I have left. I've given away so much personal information away to paid strangers. I feel like I've made some issues worse by expanding the ways in which I am vulnerable to attack, and subject to a corrupt medical industry. The more my family pieces together, the more they treat me like an illness and not a person, like I'm so sick that I don't know what is best for myself. If they ever find out everything I will have no family, as they would treat me like a person with a terminal disease.
Does anybody else ever regret anything about seeking treatment, the things you disclosed to mental health people, or any family finding out even vague information?
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