IamThisOne
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Well tomorrow is my first session with my therapist. I am worried.
I know there is nothing to worry about because I went to therapy when I was 13. However, that was a long time ago.
I believe my therapist is the lady that asked diagnosed me when I went for my assessment. She is a young, pretty lady. I get the most nervous around pretty ladies.
All I can think about is what will she be thinking when I start talking to her. I mean she is probably like in her mid to late 20s and you know she can't help but think how pathetic I am. A 20 year old man complaining about life. What is more pathetic?
Another thing is that when I get real emotional and confessional, I start to like tear up and cry. :: Does anyone else do this?
Me crying just adds to my patheticness.
One minor thing that I am worrying about is if she asks, "How have you been". Well, I want to say "bad", but I have gotten so used to saying, "good" when people ask me that because there is always someone worse off than me. I hate that question - "How are you?, How have you been?".
Also, I don't know if we are going to talk about my social anxiety or my depression because I believe my depression stems from my social anxiety.
I know there is nothing to worry about because I went to therapy when I was 13. However, that was a long time ago.
I believe my therapist is the lady that asked diagnosed me when I went for my assessment. She is a young, pretty lady. I get the most nervous around pretty ladies.
All I can think about is what will she be thinking when I start talking to her. I mean she is probably like in her mid to late 20s and you know she can't help but think how pathetic I am. A 20 year old man complaining about life. What is more pathetic?
Another thing is that when I get real emotional and confessional, I start to like tear up and cry. :: Does anyone else do this?
Me crying just adds to my patheticness.
One minor thing that I am worrying about is if she asks, "How have you been". Well, I want to say "bad", but I have gotten so used to saying, "good" when people ask me that because there is always someone worse off than me. I hate that question - "How are you?, How have you been?".
Also, I don't know if we are going to talk about my social anxiety or my depression because I believe my depression stems from my social anxiety.