Raise your hand if you have ever or currently are seeking counseling/therapy for a mental health issue.
*Raises hand high as fuck*
*Raises hand high as fuck*
Amen, brother.*Raises hand high in the sky.
Even when you think you're good and no longer need it, you still need it.
I'm not but I should be.Raise your hand if you have ever or currently are seeking counseling/therapy for a mental health issue.
*Raises hand high as fuck*
I talked to a counselor in the early 80's because I was dying from physical pain, and medical science didn't know what to do. I'd suffered sulfuric acid poisoning and was dying from it, and lack of sleep. It turns out a prescription nose spray combined with allergy injections saved my life.
He worked by day at MHMR, and at night had his own practice. I used to see him on evenings. He told me that what I'd endured was one of the worst cases of abuse he'd ever seen. He used the term "concentration camp" to refer to my life with my family. It resulted in a lot of health issues. He also told me that I was one of the most sane people he'd ever met.
It helped me just to talk about the pain, and get positive affirmation back about what happened. I even let him know about having been sexually abused by a coworker when I was too ill to fight them off. It had caused me confusion, and I was able to see the truth about it.
I've since had a TIA, and a head injury in a wreck. I live in severe unending pain. I am frustrated by my limitations, and the twisting of my body.
I now take something every morning that doesn't keep me from feeling any emotions but it keeps me from spiraling into despair. I am most grateful for it. Nobody ever guessed about the sadness I lived in day in and out. I always smiled and acted pleasant.
The body has over 100 thousand chemical reactions a second. It is 6 million a minute. It is 360 million an hour, and 8 billion 640 million chemical reactions in the body per 24 hr period. All it takes is something small to get off balance, and you've got tons of issues.
Be kind to yourself.
Thank you. I took comfort in knowing that at the end of his life he was at the mercy of others.You've been through a meat grinder, that's for sure. Damn.
And sexually abused while ill and helpless.... whoever did that to you is the very definition of "lower than a snake's ballbag."