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Monday, 3 July 2023

Therapy backfire

I have been in my head.

So in my head.

Results from the force answers questionnaires I had done at the previous therapy session declared that I have no underlying issues to speak of.

So I am actually just a vile malingerer who malingers and is wasting mental health resources (and society's resources in general) by thinking that I have the crazy.  So that is ‘good’ to know.

No trauma responses here.

Just a wasteful troll monster.

I fulfil all worse assumptions about beneficiaries made by National candidates during election cycles.  I exist solely to prove the most morally hollow MPs to be valid…..

Just a stupid bitch ruining everything, who should probably lose some weight.

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