Dear new therapist
Here are some things that not everyone knows about me
I have strong opinions
I am not free
I live a life on eggshells
As my mind seems to hate me
I talk to myself more then Ill talk to you
I know the steps to fix this
But you must keep in mind
I don't believe I can ever be ‘Fine’
There are days when I'm happy
The darkness takes a step back
But it's not afraid to start creeping back
My mind feeds me images of death and despair
And I swear I do try not to care
I know it lies to me often-
I must warn you, you wont wake up tomorrow morning
People annoy me
It's not their fault
I know I'm not superior
But it might seem like I think that's not true
I hate my own actions more than you
The critique in my brain does not shut up often
My mother tells me that I am a magnet
That I shine when I keep my shoulders open
I try to believe her
But my mind is broken fragments
Of a past me who is no longer important
I used to spend most of my time with others
But they used and abused me
And sent me away will less of me then i came with
Now i take my space
Only spend my time with people who are great
My life is good I wont lie
The problem lies within my mind
Thank you for taking the time to read
Give me a heads up before you leave.