In which She hates decision-making. With a passion.
Oooookay. My head hurts.
Yesterday, I had to deal with some stuff in therapy that was...not so easy to deal with.
And on the drive home, The Father decided it was time we had a talk. Summarized:
-I'm still apparently not cleaning well enough for The Girlfriend.
-My dad apologized for abandoning me. Yeeeaaaaah, I have no idea what to do with that.
-I might start taking anti-depressants (medicine terrifies me, you should know) and seeing a psychiatrist AS WELL as the therapist I'm already going to.
-AND just for kicks, I might go back to high school.
Ohh, fun fun fun.
I'm. Freaking out. The high school thing is bringing up a lot of anxiety with me, and I dunno. I mean, okay, I hear about how most high schools have cliques and teachers actually give a shit about their students and so forth, but after JDHS, I'm still expecting that frantic, scary battle royale where it's kill-or-be-killed.
As far as the anti-depressants go, I'm not sure I have a choice in the matter. The therapy IS helping, but I still can't get my ass up in the morning. I rarely get dressed. Blah. My therapist and my dad both suggested it on the same day. It seems that my options are take the pills or continue to rot slowly. So. Yeah.
And sldkfjsldj . All of this happened within a period of two hours yesterday, and so I'm just still in shock and confused on what to do and so forth. Ugh.
And I'm supposed to go for a walk today but. Ugh. I just don't want to.
Help?
Yesterday, I had to deal with some stuff in therapy that was...not so easy to deal with.
And on the drive home, The Father decided it was time we had a talk. Summarized:
-I'm still apparently not cleaning well enough for The Girlfriend.
-My dad apologized for abandoning me. Yeeeaaaaah, I have no idea what to do with that.
-I might start taking anti-depressants (medicine terrifies me, you should know) and seeing a psychiatrist AS WELL as the therapist I'm already going to.
-AND just for kicks, I might go back to high school.
Ohh, fun fun fun.
I'm. Freaking out. The high school thing is bringing up a lot of anxiety with me, and I dunno. I mean, okay, I hear about how most high schools have cliques and teachers actually give a shit about their students and so forth, but after JDHS, I'm still expecting that frantic, scary battle royale where it's kill-or-be-killed.
As far as the anti-depressants go, I'm not sure I have a choice in the matter. The therapy IS helping, but I still can't get my ass up in the morning. I rarely get dressed. Blah. My therapist and my dad both suggested it on the same day. It seems that my options are take the pills or continue to rot slowly. So. Yeah.
And sldkfjsldj . All of this happened within a period of two hours yesterday, and so I'm just still in shock and confused on what to do and so forth. Ugh.
And I'm supposed to go for a walk today but. Ugh. I just don't want to.
Help?