Dear Stupid Dink Therapist In Clarksburg,
cc: Everyone Who Insisted I Listen To My Therapist and Keep Taking My Pills, Without Bothering To Listen To What Was Really Going On
Thank you all, again, SO MUCH, for the f*****g PTSD.
It really enriches my life. I thought autism and depression were enough, but that was before I experienced this richness. I NEEDED this.
It's particularly pleasant around this time of year.
Just wanted to take a moment to express my gratitude.
Sincerely,
Me, Who Is Not Dead Yet
PS-- Among other things that "Aspies" are perfectly capable of doing, like living without a chemical lobotomy, caring about other people, and raising a family, is THE USE OF SARCASM!! !!
I can't fault the rest of you. You were ignorant, acting from your ignorance, and possessed of the best of intentions. If I do occasionally wonder how effing stupid you had to be. A certain professional, however, knew exactly what she was doing, and was perfectly willing to sacrifice my life and that of a lot of other people just to satisfy the corrupt lawyer and keep raking in the kickbacks.
You lost your license, and I'm not dead yet. EAT THAT!! !!
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"