Here’s a thought out of frikkin nowhere.

Sometimes I think about getting therapy the way I think about getting a cane. I can walk and stand for a long time but I can minimise the pain as much as it’s physically possible if I can just lean against something and thus I thought about getting a cane. But I also don’t want to overdramatise things, it’s like, if I get a cane that makes my condition visible and thus more valid (this is bullshit and ableist but this is how my brain works about myself and myself only ok). Same way with therapy, if I went to therapy I’d fully admit that I’m sick and I need help even though I’m obviously sick and I need help.

It’s weird.