Therapists and anger fits
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My parents had me in therapy From the age of thirteen,

Therapists and anger fits

My parents had me in therapy From the age of thirteen But no matter how hard they tired Shutting down became routine.

I think it takes a while to accept That there is something terribly wrong; Because once it is acknowledged you wonder, Was I fucked up all along?

It was not until I perused alone, The “psychologist idea” That I accepted what was wrong with me And everything became clear.

All the times I berated my parents, And persecuted friends for being slack, Was it I who was the monster? And they who had my back? It was not until I perused alone, The “psychologist idea” That I accepted what was wrong with me And everything became clear.

That there is something terribly wrong;

Two years in of weekly sessions And I arguably felt worse; Although living in denial is bad, Raw exposure is what hurts. When someone finally hands you a mirror That doesn’t enlarge or distort, You’re forced to see what you are inside; A little child who is distraugh

Was I fucked up all along?

So how do you mature your soul When your body and life are old? When you’re wary of what people say And challenge what you’re told. I started to take on board, The things my therapist had to say, And just as I felt comfortable He had to go away.

All the times I berated my parents,

And persecuted friends for being slack,

Was it I who was the monster?

And they who had my back?

It was not until I perused alone,

The “psychologist idea”

That I accepted what was wrong with me

And everything became clear.

Two years in of weekly sessions

And I arguably felt worse;

Although living in denial is bad,

Raw exposure is what hurts.

When someone finally hands you a mirror

That doesn’t enlarge or distort,

You’re forced to see what you are inside;

A little child who is distraught.

So how do you mature your soul

When your body and life are old?

When you’re wary of what people say

And challenge what you’re told.

I started to take on board,

The things my therapist had to say,

And just as I felt comfortable

He had to go away.

“Just another person giving up”,

My mind will spin these lies;

Because anyone who abandons me

Is a person I truly despise.

So I let my anger seep -

Out my eyes and out my words,

Cutting down his solutions

And refusing to be referred.

In time I am reminded, “the world

Does not revolve around you”

But I opened up to someone

And refuse to start anew.

And so here I stay,

Trapped by my fear of pain.

I question if it was all worth it

And wonder if I should try again.

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