I saw my previous psychologist yesterday. It went okay. I hadn’t sat in an office for a while and had to speak about my self for ages now, so it was hard. I had written down subjects to talk about, like the backstabbing and betrayal the last “psychologist” had done.
I’m surprised I didn’t cry. I usually always cry when I talk about crap that’s happened to me. What does this mean? Am I cured? Clearly not since I’m still full of rage and venom over past events.
Maybe I’m emotionally constipated and aren’t aware. I’m not sure. I have another appointment in a month, hopefully I’ll be able to talk some more and not sit in silence or answer questions with a few words, like they are toilet paper from 2020.
(c)ASD and me 2021.
ASD and me 
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