She addressed my main issue which is apparently negative thinking and gave me lots and lots of helpful sheets, whilst I just sat there thinking 'this isn't going to work', so maybe she has a point.
Lots of hair twiddling and foot tapping later whilst I quietly agreed with all the stuff she stated about my mind, she finally gave me a 'thought diary' and sent me on my miserable way with a smile.
Confused and a bit down I knew what one thing would make me happy: shopping.
I find it hard to believe that money can't buy happiness sometimes, because buying new things is so uplifting!
Shiny, new... untainted.
My therapist has said we're going to use CBT (cognitive behavioural therapy) to address my issues, but this CBT is much better.. Clinique, Bikinis and Tiny shorts...
Jack Wills are doing 25% student discount at the moment, I sneakily kept my NUS card so although I'm no student I get the discount, I think I deserve it somehow. Got these cute, little, pink shorts for just over £20!
Retail therapy 2, real therapy 0!
I know the therapy is important and I am going to work hard and do my homework, but until therapy involves pink thrills, blue beads and white flowers, it's definitely not going to replace retail therapy!
|Muffin wearing no underwear|
|the pretty sky this evening... silver linings|