i quit therapy recently and it kinda felt like my “nail in the coffin”. like proof that i completely gave up on myself and that i’m doomed to not get better. that i’ll just always feel this way because there’s something intrinsically wrong with me that therapy can’t fix. though i’m not sure if that’s entirely true, since i’m still here 3 months later. on good days, i like the think of it as just… a break. a brief hiatus until i feel like i’m in a better place to accept help and take real steps to improve life, not just wallow in my misery.
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