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My therapist at the beginning of the summer was like: "I don't think you should go that long without seeing someone, please refer to my colleague if you need it while I'm on vacay" My therapist now: "Wassup girl I get you need therapy but until you won't pay…
Update: I sent her a message telling her to confirm how much I owe her and that I will pay her next week (I will finally have some money and it will all go in mental health debts, funny isn't it), but that at the same time I don't feel comfortable keeping her as my therapist because I feel like our trust was betrayed and she could have handled the situation better.
So now I am crying, without a therapist (that still helped me so so much) and looking for a new one. Yay me.
So now I am crying, without a therapist (that still helped me so so much) and looking for a new one. Yay me.
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Good morning media are owned by big corporations and they don't really care about informing people
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Random question: does anyone here happen to be expert on catholic saints?
You are in her dms.
I am in my psychiatrist dms.
We are not the same.
I have intrusive thoughts.
I am in my psychiatrist dms.
We are not the same.
I have intrusive thoughts.
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Kind of a rant about my relationship with social media, this channel and stuff, feel free to skip or give advices or whatever:
Writing has always felt very personal to me, an act in which I got completely naked, and always just a few people were allowed to read the things I wrote, that weren't even personal in the slightest. It was my way of writing, it felt right and I was almost jealous, self conscious even, of every sentence I let out.
Now, for the first time, I feel the need of using writing in another way, to connect, to communicate. I don't want to hide that this channel helped me a lot, giving me a platform for being myself and sharing, with my times. At the same time, I feel the pressure deriving from social media and the performative act of enjoying hobbies on them. Like, I used to have an Instagram for my tarots, and it ruined my relationship with them for a while. I don't want to perform, I don't want to open a blog to post my reviews and short story. I don't wanna advertise myself, sell myself. I just wanna share some of me (yeah, through horror, cause apparently that's my media) in a shared platform, have somewhere to write on.
Idk messy
Writing has always felt very personal to me, an act in which I got completely naked, and always just a few people were allowed to read the things I wrote, that weren't even personal in the slightest. It was my way of writing, it felt right and I was almost jealous, self conscious even, of every sentence I let out.
Now, for the first time, I feel the need of using writing in another way, to connect, to communicate. I don't want to hide that this channel helped me a lot, giving me a platform for being myself and sharing, with my times. At the same time, I feel the pressure deriving from social media and the performative act of enjoying hobbies on them. Like, I used to have an Instagram for my tarots, and it ruined my relationship with them for a while. I don't want to perform, I don't want to open a blog to post my reviews and short story. I don't wanna advertise myself, sell myself. I just wanna share some of me (yeah, through horror, cause apparently that's my media) in a shared platform, have somewhere to write on.
Idk messy
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