Therapy

I struggled with a lot of things all throughout middle school and high school. I acted out on my parents because of it, it got to the point where my parents were trying to force therapy on me. I refused many times until they literally forced me into the car one day. I still refused so I literally through myself out the door of the car on the way. Things like this happened multiple times throughout high school. It wasn’t until I got to college and saw how my friends openly talked about their feelings and how many were in therapy that I became open to it. I eventually came to the realization that I needed “more help” so I decided to try a therapist my friend suggested. I got lucky and really liked her from the go and I have never been in a more better place in my life. I’m in tune with my emotions and I’m open to talking to people in a deeper aspect.

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