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Originally Posted by ScarletPimpernel
I'm not doing good. I've lost all hope. My goals and dreams have been taken away from me. Being a mom: gone. Being an architect: gone. Getting bariatric surgery: gone. I'm having a hard time holding on.
My sister asked me how I was doing, and I told her the truth. In return she sent me videos of each of my nieces saying they love me and hope I feel better. It was really sweet and a good reminder that I affect people, but it also felt like manipulation.
L wants me to take my anxiety meds every night until our session. And I'm trying to find a new pdoc. It's scary that I'll have to start over with a new person. I don't know if they'll trust me with both anxiety meds.
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Hugs, Scarlet, I'm so sorry. What happened with the possibility of bariatric surgery? And I thought you did have a new pdoc--or was that because of the move that you couldn't see that one?
I understand how what your sister did could feel manipulative, but I hope you can maybe see it as that she cares about and loves you, as do her girls.
Is L possibly able to talk to you tonight and/or tomorrow? Please post here as much as you need, if it helps.