The more therapy I go to the less I find it useful. It all just seems like a lot of common sense to me. There have been very few times that any of my therapists have shed light on something I didn't already understand. I feel like most of my problems stem from my chemical ups and downs. Things that can't really be controlled. Every time I go to my therapist I just sit there and have nothing to say. my life just isn't that exciting. it seems like such a big waste of time.
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