So … I had a therapy session. Messaging therapy. Yeah it’s not for me. I need to be able to speak with someone face to face, or audio or something. Just chatting over a messaging service is not what I had in mind when it comes to therapy options. Eh, it’s whatever. I’ll deal without the bullshit that is what was offered as a “free” plan. I’ll get over it. I’ll just find something else that will work for me, that actually works out well and will meet my needs better. I don’t blame the company or the person I spoke with briefly, but it’s just not for me it would seem. That’s okay though. I gave it a shot. Figured that’s the least I could do considering my mental health and everything that goes on. They just weren’t equiped with the kind of service I need I think. Maybe I don’t need therapy. Perhaps I can do without and I’ll be just fine. Yeah that’s a good idea. I can deal with life without the though process of a therapist seeking to help me. There’s nothing wrong with that. In a way...
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