Posted 10/25/2013 8:52 PM (GMT 0)
My therapist died.
I'm in a state of shock, my fingers shacking on this keyboard, making so many mistakes its impossible.
I haven't met with him for a few months, i guess i was scared to admit "defeat." But its been way too hard lately, i just can't. I called his office today because i have been feeling myself lose hold of reality, sinking into this endless chemical imbalance in my brain that i've been fighting (trying to, anyways) for many years. I needed help; i NEED help.
The secretary informed me that he passed away, and I lost it. Everything is coming down at me at once.
Now....
RIP, you will be missed. Thank you for being there, offering your advice, inspiring me to live. Sorry to let you down...