"Q1C, you depressing over analytical piece of shit. Why don't you go cut yourself again since you like to cut the beliefs of others that aren't inline with yours. You sorry sack of shit, you're a college drop out and yet you feel like an authority. Why don't you go for your goals? Oh, that's right, you often ruminate on how fat you got, how fucking crooked and yellow your teeth are, how shitty your GPA is, and how you are some how stupid. You know what makes you stupid? Your piss poor attitude! Fuck, your mood swings are outrageous! Ya sure, you feel good now but once you notice how much of a sorry sack of shit that you are you'll be back to cutting, suicidal plans, and you'll be back in the loony house with others that have REAL problems. You're just a pussy. You're always whining about shitty religious ideas and your diabetes. Wake up call! Everyone has problems. Go fuck yourself."
Sigh...I think my therapist would not favor this form of self talk since that is, well, the source of my angst. But underneath it all, there is some good insight!
Sigh...I think my therapist would not favor this form of self talk since that is, well, the source of my angst. But underneath it all, there is some good insight!
"Just call me Bruce Wayne. I'd rather be Batman."
