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kingez in
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October 6, 2011 |
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I knew what was happening at this group therapy, but I was powerless to help it. I have built such a wall of dogmatisim that everything that is said, social, spiritual or personal, goes through this filter and reformulates into either judgment, or pity. Tuesday (last night) I left the groups so angry, so rebellious, not so much towards them, but towards myself, that I couldn’t...