I was confident I would never be suicidal again for years and I still am not. Since the beginning of this month however, the phrase from a therapist I was seeing for several years made me realize I can go back to that state without God's special help. My male psychiatrist makes me feel sick now and my therapist turned out to be a non clinical psychologist. License is not everything, but therapists and pharmacists (especially those in their 30s and above) can be the worst kind of comedicals out there where I live. Does anybody relate?
(In honor of my psychiatrist, he never came after me or anything. He seems to believe he can heal me by attracting me to him though which makes me feel sick. Otherwise he is the kindest and dedicated psychiatrist I've ever seen. )
(In honor of my psychiatrist, he never came after me or anything. He seems to believe he can heal me by attracting me to him though which makes me feel sick. Otherwise he is the kindest and dedicated psychiatrist I've ever seen. )
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