Today, was my second time to go to therapy... Its so crazy...I made my counselor cry....She said im so sad that it hurts to look at me...-gee, thnx... I think shes kinda stuck...Everything she tells me to try doing, just makes me look more hopeless...But today I showed her my drawing journal thingy, and man she freaked...She thinks I express myself through art, and she says it shows her that I have alot of anger and saddness bottled up inside... Im going to do some kinda test next tuesday, where I listen to something about roses (I love roses) and then I draw whatever im feeling...then she examines it and i guess finds out more about me... God I don't know how, or why I talk to this chick...It's not going to help, nothing will ever change...I bet she expects me to kill myself before my next session, she was seriously begging me to just get through the week and stay alive so she could help me....hmm...I also don't know why im typeing this in here....Oh well, nobody reads it anyways...
hopeless punkhead · Wed Jun 22, 2005 @ 08:54am · 0 Comments |