lonelyBut then I remembered I still had to fill out the little booklet I was given at the institution. It's mainly just contact information, but there's a page where you have to fill in your specific goals. Buh? I don't know. Like, being normal? So I asked my dad for help.
Yeah. Bad idea. He threw the booklet in the trash, because "if I have no goals, there's no point in therapy". Thanks, dad. It's so great when you can really feel the support of your family. [/sarcasm]
I just walked away, because I didn't want him seeing me cry. I don't know what to do now. There's nothing I can say.
And what will I do tomorrow? Tell them I didn't fill out their booklet because I'm too much of a loser to even have goals? They'll laugh in my face. Or just send me away because there's no point in therapy if you don't have goals.
*Sigh* If you'll excuse me, I'm just going to go sit in a corner and cry.
Love,
Basket Case
PS: Arrrrrrrrrr!
