I know its bad to hate myself, I again, its hard not too. Yes, when I was younger my mother already had me go to the doctor and also a therapist. Although, when I was younger I hadn't understand it well, and now I do. I've went to the doctor and they have me on some anti depressens, which although I don't want to take, I know it's best I do, because the doctor only wants to help me. I have told the doctor about my chest pains...but he really didn't say anything about it. I'll tell him about my sleeping all the time, but I don't know what he'd do. I think that the reason it takes time is so the meds can kick in. And I'll be seeing my doctor in about 2 more months. By then I'm sure, I'll be good enough for a therapist again. I'll try to take the advise, but sometimes I feel like no one care understand me. I mean sure I can see that there are many people with the same problems. But then again we are all still different. I hope I can warm up to the therapist though. I would like that. Thanks, although I still can't see my sweetness, I know I have a right to be happy.
I'll think of you too. I have already made up my mind. The thing is my dad has more control over me... and its a thing he doesn't understand.
Post Edited (Carmy) : 10/2/2010 5:06:28 PM (GMT-6)