Is how many words I said in therapy today. 8.
The therapy is so much bullshit I can’t even be bothered anymore to make an effort. I just lay there the whole 50 minutes, and only answered with “Yeah I really don’t have anything to say” when my therapist said “you’re quiet today.”
I don’t know why I go there. It is so pointless. I am taking time out of my life to go and he doesn’t even make an effort for me!
I am used to the kind of therapy where they ask questions but this one just expects me to start talking.
No wonder why I’ve only once or twice mentioned the abuse in a whole year!?! It’s not easy; I’d like to talk through the most painful shit of my life but this dude never asks and I’m not gonna bring it up.
I have a feeling that come May, and the final therapy session, I’ll bitch and shout and be really angry at him for wasting my time. That’s how it feels, I had so many expectations for it and I was excited, and now a year later I’m just more angry and pissed off.
Nice to have to go to work angry…not!! I’m really thinking that next week I’ll tell him I’m done and we should just quit it. No point in me dragging my ass there way too early in the morning three times a week to just lie down for fifty minutes staring out the window………!!
Off to try to sort out my feelings….