the.oracle
There is no happiness - only pleasure or pain.
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I just remembered the first time I went to a shrink
I was around 12 years old (can't remember precisely), and I somehow got the idea in my head that something was wrong with me and that I needed diagnosis
I wanted to go directly to a psychiatrist (which is an "actual" doctor) but you had to go through a psychologist first, so I set up an appointment for this female shrink that worked at my school but attended private clients
I remember I wanted to share with her that "i did not know if i actually 'loved' my parents"
I only remember she asked me some stupid shit about my taste in music and etc to pretend she was interested in my personality, also gave me a copy of the best-seller "the power of habit" because that was her concept of deep and reflexive literature and that it would somehow help me
I realized that she was just conning me right after the consultation and never went back (didn't return her copy of the book either)
In the end I probably was just feeling ostracized and neglected and had no friends and couldn't even like my parents because of the way they were raising me
The shrink didn't help with anything, by the way my mother was also a shrink at some point (changed profession later in life) and to this day (almost 50 years old) can't understand shit about how the world or people work, for instance she recently became involved in some idiotic new age cult because she's going to "find herself" now that she's almost in her deathbed by praising "mother earth" and tripping on some forest herbs, lmfao
I realized it was over for me at 12 years old but no shrink will ever help you, had to go through years and more years of suffering till I found out the truth about it all by myself (through fucking internet of all sources)
Shrinks are just another NPCs mindlessly serving their function in the engines of soyciety
I was around 12 years old (can't remember precisely), and I somehow got the idea in my head that something was wrong with me and that I needed diagnosis
I wanted to go directly to a psychiatrist (which is an "actual" doctor) but you had to go through a psychologist first, so I set up an appointment for this female shrink that worked at my school but attended private clients
I remember I wanted to share with her that "i did not know if i actually 'loved' my parents"
I only remember she asked me some stupid shit about my taste in music and etc to pretend she was interested in my personality, also gave me a copy of the best-seller "the power of habit" because that was her concept of deep and reflexive literature and that it would somehow help me
I realized that she was just conning me right after the consultation and never went back (didn't return her copy of the book either)
In the end I probably was just feeling ostracized and neglected and had no friends and couldn't even like my parents because of the way they were raising me
The shrink didn't help with anything, by the way my mother was also a shrink at some point (changed profession later in life) and to this day (almost 50 years old) can't understand shit about how the world or people work, for instance she recently became involved in some idiotic new age cult because she's going to "find herself" now that she's almost in her deathbed by praising "mother earth" and tripping on some forest herbs, lmfao
I realized it was over for me at 12 years old but no shrink will ever help you, had to go through years and more years of suffering till I found out the truth about it all by myself (through fucking internet of all sources)
Shrinks are just another NPCs mindlessly serving their function in the engines of soyciety