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Originally Posted by divine1966
I see a therapist. I have no mental illness at all. I see her about once a month to cope with few troublesome events: my mother is very ill and potentially losing her battle with cancer and I am grieving death of my son in law. In the past I saw a therapist for help with managing my financial habits, one time I saw a therapist because I needed help with managing full time job, graduate school and a kid at home. Etc etc i never saw a therapist for illness as I don’t have one.
I don’t know if a lot of people call their partners “daddy”. I am in early 50s and know a lot of people on two continents and no one I know call their boyfriends that. But it’s not even the point. There is nothing cute or sweet about your situation. It’s s terryfing
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Thank you for your response. Sorry for spamming my own thread but i feel the need to reply because everyone is being very mature and honest with me. Thank you so much.
I´ve been in therapy since i was 13, when i turned 18 they sent me to the adult psychiatrist. I met with her twice, and after evaluating me she concluded i was not in need of any treatment. She literally said i could not come back. I hid under a tree in the rain and cried.
I´ve been thinking of going to this other, more chill and free therapy place. Just need to gather bravery.