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Psycho-Therapy?



Has anything you've done made your life better?


No one is going to save you except for yourself. It doesn’t matter if I keep a hand in your life or I don’t. All of these people you reach out for help it doesn’t matter unless you change you’re behaviour and have a valid and not toxic support system. But that begins and ends with me and only me. And you fucking know it. 


Why do you think you’re always drawn to coming back to me, all you are is an anchor in my life. The only reason I ever chose to settle down and be an adult. That didn’t work out but whatever. A boy can dream. But you trust the advice of others over your heart and not what’s real. And look at your empire of shit, what have you accomplished in this life. 


I have lived, you simply live. That’s the difference between us. I do epic shit because it’s a new challenge just to fucking do it. You trust professionals and psychologist and psychotherapists and all that shit. I learned at an early age never to trust that shit and just make pretty noises and behaviours to impress them and get them the fuck out of my life. 


One of us has freedom and one of us is in chains, which is a reversal of everything that should be. I don’t forget 5 years ago this Christmas, I spent it in a fucking box.  I live my life free and don’t answer to anyone because I know exactly what it is like to be caged. 


That will never happen to me again, the sooner you learn to stand strong on your own and not depend on all these so called professionals that you will be stronger than you can imagine. That’s a freedom I have I can’t give you. But I can stand by you and help, all you need to do is ask. 


But I can’t be the rock forever.

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