This post may contain Mildly Adult content.
Mildly Adult
Only logged in members can reply and interact with the post.
Join Similar Worlds today »

I Am Seeing a Therapist

I'm going to tell her flat out that he was always riding my ass at the grocery for being on my phone because he expected me to be alert and extremely quick to essentially come running when he he needed help getting things into the cart and threw all this abuse I gradually began to fear I was too distractable and deaf to cues in my environment and on that ill-fated fucking trip out to Chicago which sent me to come see you guys finally by the time I tried to get out with a friend who really wasn't prepared to understand my issues it seems I was terrified I was going to miss the final boarding call by being stuck distracted by some stupid facebook drama.

…. this is all his doing.

he made me second guess myself and THAT'S Why I have so much fucking anxiety....

I wasn't always like that.... he spent a long time sabotaging my efforts to get out of here before I got there....

and by the time I did I wasn't in one piece anymore.

Post Comment
36 people following
I Am Seeing a Therapist
Personal Stories, Advice, and Support
Health Self-improvement
Group Members