I don't think therapy is for me. After 2-ish months, I don't think I've really gotten anything out of it. All I do is rehash the past...because that's what she wants me to do. I'm not interested in reliving painful memories of things I can't change.
She calls me "stoic." I just accept things are the way they are. The past cannot be changed, my family will not change...some things, no matter how much you wish they could be different, will never ever change.
I think I will tell her tomorrow that I won't be coming back.
But I seriously hate confrontation.
ugh.
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