SELF HARM TRIGGER WARNING
So I wish I could say that I am ashamed by my behavior this time, but this time I'm not. Somehow it brings up all these random feelings of sadness, and while I cry thoughts and ideas jump everywhere in my head. It's like a ping pong ball bouncing not back and forth, but all around, crying about one thing one moment, then another thing the next. So as much as I don't advocate self harm, I'm glad I was able to sit with some feelings last night.
I'm having a real problem justifying going to therapy. I don't see how this could be good for me. I think it will hurt me, in the end. Let me explain.
My entire life has been forged on short term relationships. The meaningful ones, the real ones, were short and died, in a metaphorical sense. The fake ones live on, and I am the reason for this. It's like an addiction. I am addicted to non-healthy relationships, namely with my mom and sister.
So why should I even go to therapy? Why should I open up my heart? Am I not PAYING this woman to be nice to me? PAYING her to let me call her in times of crisis? PAYING HER to be present when I cry? Other people have friends who are willing to do this for them. Well I don't. I don't even have a ride to the airport tomorrow, and will probably take a taxi. So WHY can't I be like others and just get some real friends instead of PAYING someone to be my friend.
I know the above isn't true. My wisdom tells me so. I know that somehow there IS a rebuttal for those thoughts. Yet my feelings are not so smart and wise.
But this relationships, like all the others, will end. And when it does, it won't matter that I literally poured out my heart to this person. Because my addition to her paycheck won't be there anymore.