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So much for therapy

Betrayd's picture

So I picked this awesome therapist that was relatively inexpensive, thinking it would be like a spa day...you know cry me a river of freaking tears - blah, blah, blahing about skids and their BMs for a full 50 minutes with no one else yapping. The sad thing is - there is so much crap going on I spend 49 minutes catching her up each visit to be left with one minute of ideas. I'm pretty sure at this point she either thinks 1) this lady is FREAKING CRAZY and making this all up, or 2) there is a hidden camera somewhere and she's about to go on national television because no one could deal with this much utter crap and survive.

So, what do you all do to relieve stress??? No BS either. I want to hear the truth because I know I'm not the only one hiding in my closet some nights lol

I have 2 BMs that are truly psychotic. DH is coming around but it's a freaking shitstorm as the skids are all visiting this summer at the same time. Yay me!!!

Monchichi's picture

I go to work and come here. Take my girls out. However when crazy is full on from all angles I lose it and retreat in to my head. Go to bed at 7 and stay there until 7 the next morning. I'm on crazy semi hiatus. I'm sure it'll amp up again after Wednesday's session.

notsurehowtodeal's picture

Meditation - even for just a few minutes a day is a big help. Equally helpful is vodka.

MainelyaMess's picture

Meditation instead of Medication is my motto!

You are not alone and "discussing" the latest issues (venting) IS most of any therapy session.

Sparklelady's picture

I hide. I have the luxury of being able to do so, I raelize many can't simply choose not to go to their office like I can - I will sometimes take hours to myself doing nothing. My home, when everyone is gone, is my safe place. And I lift weights. I found other exercise (swimming or walking etc) doesn't allow my mind to empty. Weights allow me to focus only on the task at hand, which is a blessing.

dood's picture

I have 2 methods.. I either leave the house, hide in my room and that sort of thing... OR if I'm in hyper bitch mode, I cling to that skid like shit on stink and monitor his every move... his every attempt to whisper something to his father, and I chime in with a loud comment... "What is it you want to do? I didn't quite hear that" and just generally fuck with him in Sally style...

Today can go either way....

JustAgirl42's picture

I've never been able to meditate - the wheels in my head don't stop turning enough to block everything out and relax. I would have to have wine first.

Actually, wine has been my therapy as of late, but I need to stop it because I think I may been gaining a little weight, and I also don't want to become dependent.

I will sometimes throw on my sneakers and ipod, go to the local park, and just fast walk or run until I can't anymore.