That’s why they don’t like fuzzy bear I suppose

I’m sure I’ve said some of this before

I was that little girl at 5 that “nobody liked” - and they had to tell me :-(

If the whole world thinks I’m a whiny *** bear or worse, I don’t give a ****. They can stick their opinions up their ***..

I know ..... I’m not “endearing”

I feel like a piece of meat going to a doctor, when I’m not allowed to speak. And I hardly ever go there, not at all unless it’s essential for something physical (they made me come into the surgery when the rash was bad.. again )

I wish I was a piece of dead meat :-(

That Narcissistic psychologist who abused me was like that. Only wanting to hear what HE wanted .. I wish I’d known about Narcissism then. I must be stupid, the PUs (parental units) were malignant narcissists too,.. but I sat there and paid that “professional” to abuse me :-(

He liked talking about sex.

But when, once, I described how bad my eczema was when I was 20 something he snarled at me and said I was “ramming it down his throat”

And he said he felt “callous” towards me when I described something callous the maternal unit had done.

Is this how psychotherapy is supposed to work?

I’ll probably “never” get that jerk out of my head. I’m a “failure”

And I still didn’t leave. Maybe I really am stupid..

In AA or something, apparently, there is some talk about people being “drunk on the past”

Another way of putting people down. If I could have a ****ing brain transplant I would

And there is more scary stuff I don’t think I’ll share . It doesn’t help to talk about it