bad day, even called my therapist

[Guest guest]

I had such a horrible day today and yesterday. I completely freaked out

yesterday and ended up calling my therapist. I hate it when I get to that point.

This feels like such a roller coaster. One day I think I am over something and

doing better and the next day I see it hits me like a ton of bricks.

There are days I want to give up (not on life, just on therapy and working it

all through).

I wish I could have made my mother see what she did....what she created...the

mess she made of my life.

[Guest guest]

- Hang in there, kiddo. I always enjoy reading your posts here - they're

lucid, full of insight, and helpful to the rest of us. You are valued and

valuable. The black cloud will lift if you hang on long enough. Just think, in

three or four weeks, we'll have beautiful fall weather down here, and we can all

go outside again without heat stroke!

Your comment about giving up on therapy reminded me of last Sunday's NY Times

Sunday magazine feature - by Daphne Merkin, it's all about her years in therapy,

her experiences, good and bad, and her decision to quit therapy, at least for a

while. You might be interested in her matter-of-fact discussion about the

different therapists she's had, their different techniques, and the

effectiveness (or lack thereof).