It’s late on a rainy evening in 2017. I’m restless. My shoulders are tense. I should be asleep by now, but I need to press send on this email.
In the past week, I’ve talked to three different people about my situation, but my fear surpasses any sound advice they’ve texted.
See, it’s time for me to break up with my therapist. There have been several red flags in the past several sessions, and I know I’m not getting the care I need.Read more on themighty.com