There is nothing like being told off which the suggestion of you suck! That's not really how my day started. It started with someone who has hopes of ICBC paying them big bucks by pretending to be depressed. Problem was it is hard to be depressed when you are grinning ear to ear and telling your therapist you can't wait to get some action. Are you freakin' kidding me??!! Then came prison dude with more tattoos then beads on a rosary. He too is depressed except when the sun is shining and when his therapist tells him there is a wait to see the psychiatrist. Then it is time to blame the world for his hardships. (forget about the man he killed, people he smuggled drugs for as well as the other assaults he is credited for. The afternoon was ripe for criticism.
The evening things changed. I lead a group for eating disordered individuals. These women spoke of the heart aches they experience as they invest in their eating disorder. How they feel shame and no sense of worth as they vomit. How they wish they had the value media tells them they are missing. Truly, from the broken lives are touched.
Twelve hours of therapy does not do a body good
Cheers (literally)
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