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The first time I went to my therapy class I despised everything the thought of simply going made me feel crazy It made me fear the truth about myself and in that instant I hated my therapist I though she didn't know much about my supposed illness becasue in that moment I thought you can never truly understand a mental illness until or unless you've lived with one It's not something you can read in a psychology textbook and call yourself an expert
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 10:08 PM UTC
My Therapist
The first time I went to my therapy class I despised everything the thought of simply going made me feel crazy It made me fear the truth about myself and in that instant I hated my therapist I though she didn't know much about my supposed illness becasue in that moment I thought you can never truly understand a mental illness until or unless you've lived with one It's not something you can read in a psychology textbook and call yourself an expert
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Jul 2, 2015 at 10:08 PM UTC
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