Admitting defeat

standard June 10, 2006 Leave a response

Today I told M that I needed help.
I don’t like to admit that I’m not strong enough to get through something without help, but I think I’ve reached the end of my rope.
I’m feeling so anxious that I often feel like I can’t breathe, but my main problem is that I can’t pinpoint the one thing making me feel like this.
I need help figuring out what’s getting me so down. And once I’ve figured that out I need help dealing with it.
So this is me admitting it.
I am overwhelmed, and undewhelmed, and sad, and I need help.
On Monday I am going to make a few calls to recommended therapists and hopefully I’ll find someone who can help me.
Wish me luck. (heck, you should with the choosen one luck too… there’s a lot of baggage that needs to be unpacked!)

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