Here's the point.
I don't want help.
I'm not so much of a fool to think that you can help me, I know you cannot. You know so ridiculously little about me, and yet at the same time more than anyone else...
I'm not capable of opening up in therapy. I am unable to do it, it's something that I am incapable of doing. Don't think I haven't tried, years of private and family therapy added up to SHIT.
There ain't NO WAY that by sitting uncomfortably in a room with some other person whom is PAID to give a fuck about you is merely asking you how your week went. What the fuck is that all about? Group therapy: there's always someone there who overtalks about their problems and people like me don't get a chance to say shit. Elizabeth Wurtzel said it best in "Prozac Nation":
"That's the problem with reality, that's the fallacy of therapy: It assumes you will have a series of revelations, or even just one little one, and that these various truths will come to you and will change your life completely. It assumes that insight alone is a transformative force."
And that's the truth. I already know what's wrong with me. I can tell anyone what I can tell a therapist, and I'm still in the same place.
What in the hell can counseling do for me that I cannot? Actually, the better question is, what can counseling DO for you?
(getting long, continuing on in a new blog)