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>Be chronically depressed. Won't go to school and won't walk outside
>Parents got concerned
>Wants to bring me to the local ""legitimate"" therapist.
>Refused.
>Still depressed and stayed at home.
>The next day, my parents forced me to go to their "friend" "legitimate" therapist
>I sat at front of the therapist. I looked at his face
>He's legitimately annoyed and scowling at me. What the fuck?
>I began to talk about my problems. The problem that I was made fun off in school and felt lonely all the time.
>As I finished my story, my therapist removed his glasses.
>He leaned back on his chair and told me, "You need to man up. You're a coward. What do you think will you achieve talking to me?"
>I was shell shocked. What the fuck did this fucker just told me?
>I did not feel sad anymore. I just felt contempt. I want to punch this fucker in the face.
>He continued giving "advices". He badmouthed me so much and insulted me. I want to sock him.
>My parents were laughing with the therapist. They actually thought I'm a pussy!
>Afterwards, the therapist stopped talking. He shooked my hands as well as the hands of my parents.
>My mother chimed in, "Um.. what about his meds?"
>The therapist looked confused, "meds? What are you talking about?"
>"I mean... The depressants?" My mom clarified.
>"Those are pharma bullshit." He just ended it at that
>I got home. I punched my pillow. I punched my wall. I am now mad.
Fuck these therapists
>Parents got concerned
>Wants to bring me to the local ""legitimate"" therapist.
>Refused.
>Still depressed and stayed at home.
>The next day, my parents forced me to go to their "friend" "legitimate" therapist
>I sat at front of the therapist. I looked at his face
>He's legitimately annoyed and scowling at me. What the fuck?
>I began to talk about my problems. The problem that I was made fun off in school and felt lonely all the time.
>As I finished my story, my therapist removed his glasses.
>He leaned back on his chair and told me, "You need to man up. You're a coward. What do you think will you achieve talking to me?"
>I was shell shocked. What the fuck did this fucker just told me?
>I did not feel sad anymore. I just felt contempt. I want to punch this fucker in the face.
>He continued giving "advices". He badmouthed me so much and insulted me. I want to sock him.
>My parents were laughing with the therapist. They actually thought I'm a pussy!
>Afterwards, the therapist stopped talking. He shooked my hands as well as the hands of my parents.
>My mother chimed in, "Um.. what about his meds?"
>The therapist looked confused, "meds? What are you talking about?"
>"I mean... The depressants?" My mom clarified.
>"Those are pharma bullshit." He just ended it at that
>I got home. I punched my pillow. I punched my wall. I am now mad.
Fuck these therapists
