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I know I *shouldn’t* feel like this, but I honestly don’t know what the point of me being in another “Family Session” is … not after what happened yesterday.

I feel like telling them to call me when they’re actually ready to hear me. Do my feelings and experiences really count for nothing? If they can’t see that everything I’ve been going through is not impacting on my children, then they have missed the boat and as far as I’m concerned, there’s a big fat hole in their theories.

Even *I* know that my issues have had a negative effect, for god’s sake!

One of those issues?


Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo? Can you hear me?

Or do I just have to sit there with a mouthful of angry teeth again, because you won’t let me be honest?

Why the hell is everyone pussyfooting around here? I’m so mad that the dance of deceit is being played out right before my very eyes and ONCE AGAIN I have been rendered powerless to do anything about it.


This is how I have been feeling for years people!!! YEARS!!!

I open my mouth, I get shot down.

Unheard. Invalidated. Dismissed. Judged. Mocked. Condemned.

And you wonder why I don’t talk, you tell me I should “open my bloody mouth”.