What do you do when you're so confused and frustrated by a situation that you can't even begin to wade through the thoughts and emotions?
I feel like I need to talk to someone, to have an unbiased soul who could help me make some sense of everything... but I don't feel that I have anyone that I trust enough with that conversation.
Last night, I thought about calling Drew, just asking him to be a friend and let me talk some of this out. But then I realize that he wouldn't be an unbiased mind. He's very biased and he would likely pass judgement on Duke for some of the things that he's said and done while not bothering to consider that I've contributed to the demise of our relationship in my own ways. Also, with mine and Drew's murky past, I think he would be hurt and insulted that I would come to him seeking advice about another guy, even though theres a very real chance that he wouldn't. It's too iffy and I won't even attempt to find out how it'd go.
What I really need is a therapist. Or maybe a psychiatrist. Someone who can listen to me, see how my brain works, and possibly help me work through some of this. I know that the brain meds that my doctor currently has me on are not working like they should, so maybe it's time for me to push further and get someone with a little better hold on what's going on with me. I have physical and mental issues with my brain, you see... so it's not so easy as to slap me on some Paxil and hope for the best.
Blah. Time to go home. I'm makin like a baby and headin out.
I feel like I need to talk to someone, to have an unbiased soul who could help me make some sense of everything... but I don't feel that I have anyone that I trust enough with that conversation.
Last night, I thought about calling Drew, just asking him to be a friend and let me talk some of this out. But then I realize that he wouldn't be an unbiased mind. He's very biased and he would likely pass judgement on Duke for some of the things that he's said and done while not bothering to consider that I've contributed to the demise of our relationship in my own ways. Also, with mine and Drew's murky past, I think he would be hurt and insulted that I would come to him seeking advice about another guy, even though theres a very real chance that he wouldn't. It's too iffy and I won't even attempt to find out how it'd go.
What I really need is a therapist. Or maybe a psychiatrist. Someone who can listen to me, see how my brain works, and possibly help me work through some of this. I know that the brain meds that my doctor currently has me on are not working like they should, so maybe it's time for me to push further and get someone with a little better hold on what's going on with me. I have physical and mental issues with my brain, you see... so it's not so easy as to slap me on some Paxil and hope for the best.
Blah. Time to go home. I'm makin like a baby and headin out.
Then there is always this group: The Break Up Club
I wish I could be of more help. I know it's rough. Things will eventually work out for the best.