One thing I’ve discovered is that sometimes you can’t understand your feelings until you make trouble and get hurt. Sometimes we don’t know how we feel until we’re at our worst.
oh my god therapy is not a “mutual exchange” its a service used to help YOU. you should not be friends with your therapists or know more about them than their basic info or the occasional relevant anecdote. by the very nature of them going to school and starting their practice they are saying “yes i am comfortable with hearing potentially triggering content”. if a therapist is uncomfortable with anything you say or do they TELL you because theyre professionals! jesus why are we even having this conversation!
what is it about me sitting in my little corner of the Internet and saying “I actually don’t hate myself as an adult now and I want to be nice to people and that’s my entire thing” that makes these anons start foaming at the mouth
I’ll be perfectly honest, I’ve spent the better part of a decade wishing I weren’t fucking alive and beating depression off with a caveman’s wooden club. If I get to a point in my adult life after all that shit where I can finally say “I don’t want to see myself dead anymore, I like who I am” and you have the gall to tell me I have too much self confidence now, I’m gonna take the club I killed my depression with and I’m gonna start beating you with it
