Therapy

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I see a lot of where I've been in this post. It took me going down a pretty dark path to get to the point where I was honest with a therapist. (I had gone before, but wasn't honest). Although I may have a different experience in some ways, I did finally find someone who helped. The fact is that I had been so comfortable in who I was that I wasn't putting in the work on myself to change that. Once I did a lot of other relationships improved. It's a process and like a physical healing, it happens on it's own schedule. I wish you peace on your journey.

It reflects on to others. The behaviour. Your behaviour. My behaviour. The façade. And it twists and turns so much that you actually believe you’re this… thing. It can fuck up your whole life.

Pretending to be straight. People aren’t openly gay in my family and I know for a fact I have gay cousins. And my family is HUGE. Pretending to be dumb in order to fit in. Always trying so hard to fit in. Changing ourselves to blend in with the crowd. Lying to ourselves. Betraying our true selves and for what?

When you realise you’re not the person you tried so hard to be, everything starts to fall into place. Like… Tetris. Not perfect, but starting to fit.

Now, I’m just trying to find a way in which I am comfortable in my own skin and try not to inflict my “uglier, fake, bullshit self” on to others. Keep it internal. It’s a process. Especially after all this time.

 

[FataMorgana]

Letting his sick imagination run wild. I’ve read enough of his posts to know he’s a misogynistic bastard

Probably how he lost that eye.