Hey, — it’s me again.
I’m sorry to bother whomever is reading this; but I really need to get this out.
So, lately, I feel like my parents, doesn’t want me to go to therapy or get an appointment for the fact that I may have anxiety.
My father, —especially— does not seem pleased. Or rather, he doesn’t seem like he wants me to go to anything like that.
He doesn’t really think it helps— (I know I’ve said this before, but... —sorry).
Not just that but, I feel like that nowadays his advice almost always makes me feel worse. It rarely ever helps. It makes me feel worse than I was before, to say the least. And it’s making me feel so frustrated. I don’t understand why he never seems to just agree with me.
(No, — I wouldn’t want to force him or anything. Of course not. But... I just wish, that sometimes, he would at least listen to me).
But, it doesn’t seem like he does.
All of this makes me beyond frustrated, I just can’t take it.
I once told them that I had suicidal thoughts, but— it was like they didn’t take me seriously. When I told my father about me probably having anxiety, he blamed it on “hormones”.
Hormones.
When he said that. I got mad. Upset. Angry.
He also thought that when I cried after I told him, that I shouldn’t be “frowning” or something.
That, — just made it worse.
And I feel like, I can’t really talk to anyone about this. At this moment, I only have one person I can get myself to really open up to about my problems.
Trust me when I say that; I appreciate their support more than you know, but...
I just... — I just don’t know.
I really just want to go to a therapist. Anything. A place or to someone, where I can talk about it and they’ll just listen.
Not blame it on hormones.
A place where I can be taken seriously.
Because where I stand now; I don’t think I can be taken seriously.
Again, I apologize for ranting this out.
– I hope you have a nice day, afternoon, or night.
— A. ♡