| | I'm gonna go see a therapist. It's weird, for the longest time I thought that I was too smart for one, and now I'm opting to do this. I dunno, in a way it feels like giving up, that I'm admitting I'm not in control of everything, but who am I to say I can do things better than someone who specializes in this sort of thing? Besides, I don't really have anything to lose. I have been worrying about lots of things that have sort of been adding up. The thought that I might not be the genius I thought I was, the insecurity that no one cares about me, the growing fear that I can't make new friends because of some inherent flaw, and the anxiety of college that will possibly confirm all of these notions. If I can get rid of even one of these problems, it'll be worth it, so hey, what the hell. There are even perks. If I don't solve anything, I can blame it on the therapist, displacing all my issues, and if the therapist is a girl, I can act out my favorite scene in Donnie Darko. Okay, second favorite. Anyway, wish me luck. |
| | Posted 6/3/2007 9:21 PM - 4 Views - 6 eProps - 3 comments
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