knowsbleed
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bully sex offender neighbor...get it right jag.
bully sex offender neighbor...get it right jag.
how do you know when you're having a panic attack?
oh...you're just adding to the therapy needed. he might bill you.
i'm a paranoid schizo, but you winI tend to be a little on the eccentric side.
I've had multiple nervous breakdowns because of my unnatural fear of open spaces (I was in a warehouse and almost had a heart attack twice) and I've passed out at the sight of a hummingbird.
You think you're weird? You ain't got nothing on me.
-- FunBob
just remember, there are two kinds of answers...crazy answers, and normal answers...you want to give as many of the 2nd type as possible...that way he'll just be all like "yo, dis dude is normal! like, the most normal cat I ever treated! he be goin' free, and gettin some motha f**kin b**ches too! bring in da b**ches!"
btw, in my mind, your therapist is a 1970's pimp.
oh dearThere are no normal answers when talking to a therapist, even the most normal answers require extra analyzation and more sessions and drugs, otherwise how will the therapist make his money.
Actually I started asking myself this at one point last year, but Im pretty sure that it was because I spent that summer on a ridiculous cannabis binge, but its not that weird to think this way believe me, it is easy to get over...Yup. Mother dear's send me to a therapist tomorrow. Why? Well, I expounded upon it a bit in the religion thread, but here's as good a place as any.
While it had nothing to do with the topic of religion directly, I began to think a lot about free-will, about the problems connected with infinity, and reality in general (i.e., what if all of this is a hallucination of mine? What if the real worlds something completely different, and I've been in a coma being fed through a tube my whole life, that sorta thing). I had a panic attack.
This happens a lot in my family. We're smart, the lot of us, and we think too much about things, and get too deep and entrenched in them. We can't stop thinking about something once we've thought about it. Call it OCD, or whatever. But the same thing happened to my brother when he was younger. He became obsessed with the idea of gravity, and how we're always surrounded by it and could never escape it. He had a panic attack.
Sigh.
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been there, done that
I absolutely hate those people... sitting there and think they know what my life is like and how they can fix it when they've never experienced it...