This whole shrink thing BLOWS. So it's no secret that I have lots of negative thoughts. She understands that it's not something I CHOOSE to do, but it's just what I've had said to me and what I've just DONE for so long. This next week I'm supposed to make a deliberate effort to have positive thoughts.
How the hell am I supposed to have positive thoughts when I don't even realize that I'm having negative ones?? And if I'm not happy about how I look, what good is it going to do to lie to myself and say I look great???
She also said I'm submissive. Stupid heifer.
Blah. As if it isn't enough to deal with some shrink getting into my head, what does it make me want to do?? EAT, of course. Eat junk. It's a shame there's no junk at home and no hubby home to stay with the kids while I go get some.
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