I ended up telling the therapist that I wanted to try talking about it now because I was afraid of doing it when school started. Wow was I ever right. I couldn't deal with this if school started up again with finals and everything else.
I'm really working on being positive exremely hard, I'm putting all my effort into it. Still I'm trying not to fall behind on days I feel worse, and at the very least I still do what I need even if I feel like a robot. The session was tough but I felt better when she said that today we weren't going to get deeply into that. I hate it now when I look back and I was saying things that made no sense, and again I'm so confused.
I had to write down words that seemed hard for me to say today. It was a disaster but I wrote at least a couple strong words. I hate this feeling and I hate that I can't describe it. I feel sorry for my therapist because I know I make no sense at all 85% of the time. I contradict myself and everything.
What I wanted to say in therapy but didnt was that I can't stand to look at who I am today, my life has gone so off the wrong path and I've destroyed so many things that were going well for me in the last couple years, I need this to stop. I didn't though because I already planned to say some stuff about the trauma and I needed to put all my attention and focus on that, but also because I am trying so hard to stay positive. ARGH can you see how I make no sense?
I act or try to act like I'm doing great and on the right path... but my real life says otherwise. I can't wait to not let the trauma dictate my life anymore. If you read this and it makes no sense, I'm sorry... can you imagine what my therapist must think?
I'm really working on being positive exremely hard, I'm putting all my effort into it. Still I'm trying not to fall behind on days I feel worse, and at the very least I still do what I need even if I feel like a robot. The session was tough but I felt better when she said that today we weren't going to get deeply into that. I hate it now when I look back and I was saying things that made no sense, and again I'm so confused.
I had to write down words that seemed hard for me to say today. It was a disaster but I wrote at least a couple strong words. I hate this feeling and I hate that I can't describe it. I feel sorry for my therapist because I know I make no sense at all 85% of the time. I contradict myself and everything.
What I wanted to say in therapy but didnt was that I can't stand to look at who I am today, my life has gone so off the wrong path and I've destroyed so many things that were going well for me in the last couple years, I need this to stop. I didn't though because I already planned to say some stuff about the trauma and I needed to put all my attention and focus on that, but also because I am trying so hard to stay positive. ARGH can you see how I make no sense?
I act or try to act like I'm doing great and on the right path... but my real life says otherwise. I can't wait to not let the trauma dictate my life anymore. If you read this and it makes no sense, I'm sorry... can you imagine what my therapist must think?