And there I sat, awkwardly, whipping away my tears – staring at this painting of sunflowers on the wall, feeling sorry for myself and mired in my own misery.
Then I remember saying to my therapist – “I can’t do this anymore. I don’t want to live with my feelings. Can’t I simply live my life without them now? They are too painful. I need to take a pill to rid myself of them…”Read More