Therapy

Yes, we all need it. I don't care who you are, where you come from and how well adjusted you believe yourself to be. You need it. Especially if you don't think you need it then you are most likely in desperate need of it. It doesn't have to be the traditional type where you sit uncomfortably in a chair and spill just a tad more than you would to your best girlfriend. It could be the kind where you peruse the self-help section of Barnes and Noble for hours trying to pinpoint which book will be of use. It could also be the tell it to a friend variety though that one is tricky because if you are telling it to the same friend or friends too often you start to get a reputation. People sort of run from you. They don't want to hear. Especially if it has anything remotely to do with them. Therapists and bookstores on the other hand are seeking this shit out. I say go to them. Pay the money. Even if you never feel your "issues" are actually resolved it really feels good for a while. Not unlike eating the entire box of Little Debbie Fudge Rounds after a particularly upsetting day. You know it's costing you but it feels oh so good. And you'd do it again.

Sometimes I feel very alone in this world though I immediately wonder if maybe emotionally I actually am alone or at least unique in a mixed DNA way. I start to think "it's just me" and I ruminate over every little stress in my life. I rethink every thought. This is what I call my "thought circles." I start to think of something that bugs me and eventually I have figured out a rationale for how I am the worst human being on earth relating to the original thing that bugs me. The circle then morphs into more of a cylindrical shape and this goes on in my head for hours. Medication, you say? Excellent idea. I am all for that as well.

So while I have blogged about nothing here and doubt you experience mental unhealth in exactly the same way I do I suggest you need help because, really, this can't just be me... can it?