I would be frustrated with me too. Which I am. I respect and understand my therapist’s thoughts more than I can put into words. I beat myself up because I get the courage to leave and then I feel fucking terrible about it and think to myself “is it really that bad, people have it so much worse than me?” And I go back and forth about whether or not I am a good person, if I am making the right choices, etc. I think I am mentally torturing myself because I don’t believe there is anything more that I deserve or am worthy of.
It's a fair Compromise. He wants only the best for you. Drugs are S.c.um never start this s.h.jh.t.
I would be frustrated with me too. Which I am. I respect and understand my therapist’s thoughts more than I can put into words. I beat myself up because I get the courage to leave and then I feel fucking terrible about it and think to myself “is it really that bad, people have it so much worse than me?” And I go back and forth about whether or not I am a good person, if I am making the right choices, etc. I think I am mentally torturing myself because I don’t believe there is anything more that I deserve or am worthy of.