Dragging myself through the days. With my CPTSD and major depression I'm just living my life, working and resting. Barely able to get chores done, but learned to always be nice and smile when others are around. That's exhausting, but I can't stop. Never found a good therapist.
One greeted my on our first meeting with the words: "You do live in your own world, don't you" and they wouldn't say it in a good way but judgemental. Another told me that getting beat up in childhood was supposed to make me stronger and I should be careful talking about being sexually abused, because there would be no abuse without a proof of penetration.
Not mentioning the others.
So yeah, I'm just going on without therapy.
Kind of survived
One greeted my on our first meeting with the words: "You do live in your own world, don't you" and they wouldn't say it in a good way but judgemental. Another told me that getting beat up in childhood was supposed to make me stronger and I should be careful talking about being sexually abused, because there would be no abuse without a proof of penetration.
Not mentioning the others.
So yeah, I'm just going on without therapy.
Kind of survived