MissingString31

I’ve been seeing my therapist now for almost two years and she’s been absolutely wonderful. Extremely supportive, naturally wise and incredibly skilled professionally. She’s seen me through some really tough times and guided me through dealing with some rough trauma from childhood.

Unfortunately, a couple of weeks ago I was suddenly caught up in a mass layoff at my place of work. It’s been rough and I haven’t been having an easy time dealing with it. The biggest fear I’ve had is losing my therapy time. It’s been such a source of comfort and healing for me that the idea of not being able to pay for it right when I needed it most was genuinely terrifying.

I raised this during session just

I’m not trying to discredit anyone’s experiences with bad therapists because that must be awful. But I do want to add a bit of positivity to this subreddit for balance.

I started therapy late last year after having easily one of the worst years of my life and it’s been a god send. I got super lucky with her and while I’m still working through a lot of things every session I have with her leaves me feeling safe, cared for, and better able to handle the stuff life is throwing at me.

For those of you in the profession - thank you. You really do make a huge difference in people’s lives. I’ve thanked her personally many times, but it never feels like it’s an accurate expression of my gratitud

I know this is coming off as ageist, but every single time I’ve been to a pub or a bar over the past few months I’ve watched some old drunk drink himself to the point of falling off a chair or a stool. And I mean that literally. Like six out of the last six times.

I just watched this happen at Kelly’s. But I’ve seen it at the Sapperton, Georgies, Begbies. Used to see it constantly at Paddlewheeler. Basically the only place where the patrons seem to be able to control themselves are S&O. And they don’t serve food. :(

Aren’t there limits on how much alcohol can be served to one person? Am I just unlucky and no one else is seeing this? It’s depressing and a real vibe killer.

Rant over.

I’ve been looking for really good sour candy forever. Regular sour candy does nothing for me. Warheads and Toxic Waste are fine but don’t really hit the spot any more. I’ve been resorting to eating lemons but even that is only sour for a moment.

Then I found a candy store that sells Barnetts (I’m Canadian so they’re kinda hard to come by). I bought a few hundred grams to try and let me tell you it was a damn near religious experience.

I saw through space and time. My past and future. You know those stories where people take mushrooms and come down and they have an entirely new perspective on life? It was like that, except now my tongue has a severe acid burn. Favorite sour candy by far. 1

I seem to remember there being a Friends (the tv show) themed bar in Sydney. Does anyone remember it? Does anyone have pictures of it?