How did you find your therapist? I have no idea how to start going about something like that, and the thought of trying to find one and absolutely hating him/her and wasting my time and money on that terrifies me.
Honestly I just used my health insurance's website, found one that was a lady, and went to the one that I thought would be better for me as far as time constraints go. If they're a non-shitty therapist, they'll give you an option to find another. Mine has said multiple times that if I don't think she's helping or we're not clicking, she'll refer me to someone else whom she thinks can help me better.
I've been thinking about seeing a therapist or something like that for a long while now. But I usually just say "fuck it" and just don't do it. Would you say it's helped you a lot and it would be something to look into again?
Absolutely. It's helped me immensely, I think. It's helped me realize why I do some of what I do and how I can try to fix it and those sorts of things. If you have medical ins most of them cover that kinda stuff. She's actually helping me try to actually get the whole "moving away" thing started.
I would say it'd depend on the severity of what happened. I'll use myself as an example. Back in 1999, my mom's best friend died in a car accident. I was about 11 or 12, and I didn't realize it until now, but that event fucked me up hard. I mean, I knew people would die, and I wasn't stupid enough to think it wouldn't happen, but the slap in the face of "mortality! your mother will die one day! and you don't know when!" has messed with me EVEN TO THIS DAY. Her friend had two daughters, both of which were in the vehicle with her. One had a 10% chance to live and did, but she had to relearn to talk and walk, etc. She was maybe 2 years younger than me, and I hung out with her a lot. The older sister was better off, but broke a few bones. She was the first out of the hospital. So, after this happened, I became severely clingy and attached to my mom, because I didn't know if something terrible would happen and she would die. I mean, like, bawling if she didn't show up after a certain point. Basically, what I am saying is, it's possible, but in this case, I'm still dealing with it. It's obviously better now, but that's actually one of the reasons I'm having a hard time moving away from town because I feel like I need to keep an eye on her. It doesn't really make any sense, and I completely realize this, yet I am still here. My therapist tells me that having something traumatic happen to me at that age, even though it didn't directly happen to me, is one of the main reasons for my codependency with my mother. And I'm ready to move on, and do what I want to with life - which is why I've decided, whether I am mentally/emotionally ready or not, that I'm moving away from this shithole town before the year's over. I hope that made sense? I dunno, it was kinda rambly lol.
Ice cream trucks are like rare sightings now. Like chupacabra or a driver on the highway using their turn signals to merge. I think I have those firecracker pops in the freezer. SHOULD I HAVE ONE?
HELL YES YOU SHOULD. Also we have one around here that drives around the apartment complex and the dealership i work at. s'pretty lol
IT WAS. It makes me sad because I have no seen it since...What about those character ice cream bars with the derpy eyes? Ninja Turtles was my favorite followed closely by Bubbles and Sonic.
I can't honestly remember which ones I'd gotten. I think I had Sonics before. I don't remember having the ice cream truck around much after we left the Dallas area though.
I remember there was this like cotton candy popsicle they used to have, like ice cream trucks would sell it. It was like yellow and pink, but it tasted like cotton candy. Did you ever try that?
Pretty much killing rare mobs on the thunder-y place until you get the quest drop (or paying shit tons of gold on the AH) then doing the quest...The quest will remain in WoD, but the FoS which gives you the title will be bye bye.