Ugh, had a bit of a crap day today. Went for counselling cos of my 'issues'. Given the nature of the NHS and my financial situation, i.e. I can't afford private therapy, I've had to wait since May for an appointment. Anyway, this is how it went (behind cut for those who don't want to read about my emotional fuckuppery.
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just when you think it's safe to think you're getting better... )
I understand completely about being afraid to come off meds. I've been on SSRI's since my marriage ended 3 years ago, but I'm trying to come off them now. I'm fed-up of being medicated; I just want to feel 'normal' again, whatever that is.
Yeah, it's hard being someone who gives a fuck, and hard being someone who puts so much pressure on themselves. I just put it down to being a creative perfectionist! But you know, I wouldn't change who I am, despite all that. If someone said to me - I can cure you but you wouldn't have your creativity anymoore, I'd say, no thanks. So yeah, it's not all bad :-)
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