EveHarrington
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I’m talking about my sister here.
She lectured me on how I have to go out and find my own happiness.
She lectured me on how I need to accept that there are things I cannot change and accepting such things will help my anxiety.
She asked if I was going to therapy and I said yes, 2x a week.
She said she didn’t believe in medication to fix everything. Hint number one that she has no clue. The 2x week therapy came before medications. She can believe what she wants to believe but I know my meds are really helping me. ....as if I’m just sitting on my ass doing nothing and letting the drugs do it all. SMH. My therapist and I are working on stability. My sister has no clue I was in the hospital a month ago.
She says I need tough love. I get that from my therapist. I need damn comforting love. I NEED HUGS!!! My sisters brand of tough love is not what I want! I’m thinking of asking my therapist for hugs. One hug at the end of session before I walk out the door.
Really, she has no clue how far I’ve come. None whatsoever. I know I’ve come a long way. I KNOW stability is coming soon because my meds are finally the right meds. (It’s just something that you know.) Med stabilization leads the path to more, much much more.
I think she just doesn’t understand.
Ugh.
Do I just smile and nod?
Any effort at a conversation ends up in a lecture and I’m not comfortable sharing the intimate details of my treatment with her.
She thinks “anxiety” is the same as “ptsd”. It’s not.
Advice?
Help?
Thank you!
She lectured me on how I have to go out and find my own happiness.
She lectured me on how I need to accept that there are things I cannot change and accepting such things will help my anxiety.
She asked if I was going to therapy and I said yes, 2x a week.
She said she didn’t believe in medication to fix everything. Hint number one that she has no clue. The 2x week therapy came before medications. She can believe what she wants to believe but I know my meds are really helping me. ....as if I’m just sitting on my ass doing nothing and letting the drugs do it all. SMH. My therapist and I are working on stability. My sister has no clue I was in the hospital a month ago.
She says I need tough love. I get that from my therapist. I need damn comforting love. I NEED HUGS!!! My sisters brand of tough love is not what I want! I’m thinking of asking my therapist for hugs. One hug at the end of session before I walk out the door.
Really, she has no clue how far I’ve come. None whatsoever. I know I’ve come a long way. I KNOW stability is coming soon because my meds are finally the right meds. (It’s just something that you know.) Med stabilization leads the path to more, much much more.
I think she just doesn’t understand.
Ugh.
Do I just smile and nod?
Any effort at a conversation ends up in a lecture and I’m not comfortable sharing the intimate details of my treatment with her.
She thinks “anxiety” is the same as “ptsd”. It’s not.
Advice?
Help?
Thank you!