My shrink appointment is on the 15th and I'm terrified that as soon as I open up and talk about things that I'll get worse, much worse. That my depression will be unmanageable and that i'll cut more than ever.
Then I'll get happy. The things won't bother me in the same way. I'll be, for all intents and purposes, healed.
But that's the part that terrifies me.
What if, after I'm 'cured' I'm nothing. What if the thing that makes me a person is my trauma.
I might be a boring nobody for ever.
Simply my thoughts, written down somewhat anonymously for the whole world to witness how I work. Occasionally, it might be controversial, sickening, heart warming or just downright freaky. Read it, you might learn something new & important.
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