Ok so I went to my daily therapy session today.I was excited cause I feel like I'm getting somewhere with this,I mean I have suppressed my feelings for so long till I have broken me down to the point that I was almost impossible to fix.I decided to get the help I felt I needed and it was hard at first because I thought I would be in a room with people on my level who were battling depression.WRONG!!!I was in a room with some real live firecrackers!!This man was trying to holla at me.I was like scuse me,I'm depressed u crazy as hale!!!He was tryna mac big time,and then he broke out into some kinda Islamic babble.I was like they got me next to the suicide bomber up in here.I must say 2 hours a day with these people make you be thankful for the lil bit thats left in you.I think I need a exorcise cause I do not want these demons latching on to me!!!! Where are the rosery beads and the holy water cause Lord knows I need it!!
Divalicious
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