Wednesday, May 20, 2009
I need to fire my current therapist. I have issues G-D damn it and at $150 bucks a week for a measly 45 minutes, I should be the most emotionally healthy bitch in Florida.
I don’t want to hear anymore of his :
“Blah, blah, set goals…”
“Don't dwell on blah blah…”
"We allow people to treat us badly blah blah ba blah..."
And the absolute worst is when I complain about why I keep doing the same stupid fucking things over and over:
"Blah blah why AREN'T you changing?"
Why aren’t I changing THERAPISTS is the real fucking question!
He is so damn inept that he doesn't even know all men are fucking selfish losers who are only after their own gratification at the expense of any dumb woman willing to give it.
How DARE he say I just make bad choices and shouldn't generalize!!
And then the bastard has the audacity to advise me to stop having unrelationships and attempt to find healthy relationships with emotionally healthy people.
As if any creature led by a penis could ever be emotionally healthy.
When I try to steer the conversation onto blaming my childhood for every fucked up thing I have ever done in my life...he even has a platitude about that...
" You are the architect of your destiny!"
Any day now I will hear "haste makes waste" and "a rolling stone gathers no moss".
Although I hate to admit it, he did say something fairly worthy this week...
"Now is the time to fix the next ten years"
It got me thinking, if I bump off SCM and get the charge knocked down to manslaughter, I could be out in about ten years.
Hmmmm...maybe I won't fire him afterall.
Posted by Christine at 9:47 AM