- Mental Junkyard… mind the dogs

walking out is harder to do than you think.	Jun 12th, 2008 12:16:23 pm - Subscribe
Why is it that a person can feel completely fine until they walk into a therapist's office. I challenge you to find me someone who won't consider themselves a little mad after subjection to the intensity associated with the medicinal confessional that is my therapists offices... Today I felt fine, balanced. Unmotivated, definitely but still, fine enough in my life. But step into that office, and I am again disintegrated into the ball of raw sinew and fuckery that I have come to associate with these sessions. I left early. I hated myself for the lack of commitment. I am successfully conditioned to deteriorate in small rooms with high ceilings and yellow walls... my god-- the walls in my house are ALL YELLOW... (not my choice). So here I am feeling totally shit about the whole experience, and assured by the many voices of judgement within me that not one soul will give a shit. Good on you if you do. Its a wonderful place inside my head. I think I'll go to sleep. night world. Tron
mood: neurotic	(1) comments

	end-of	June 13th, 2008
	I thoroughly agree. Sometimes we are so much better off not picking ourselves apart to find out what's "wrong". I also agree about the yellow walls. Anyway, I hope you're at least feeling somewhat better today. Sometimes walking out makes a pretty big difference.