Weed's cheaper than therapy.

As always - Comment, and I will check out your blog and do the same.

When you first see a psychologist, there's an overwhelming feeling that the odds are stacked against you. And oh, how they are. You're facing some serious issues in your life, and when it gets to the point where you're willing to pay $100 an hour to learn how to deal, you've admitted to yourself how desperately helpless you are. You're vulnerable, and the person who's supposed to help you practically has a degree in manipulation. Good luck?

This doesn't really have a point. I was only in therapy for a month, primarily because my counselor was trying to convince me that I was fixing my depression and anxiety by tapping my eyebrows and bending my arms into certain positions. She was very insistant on the healing effects of these exercises, and in a way, they helped. Just like it would have helped if she'd given me a bottle of sugar pills labeled Prozac. But ultimately, the sessions were just giving me more reason to avoid the roots of my problems, and I became less confident in my ability to cope. Realizing that I didn't need voodoo rituals to solve my problems was a kind of therapy in itself. I know for a fact that counseling and therapy helps many people; to my mother, for example - her therapist has been a godsend for her over the past few years. I just wonder how many people are using therapy like a high dollar feel-good drug, and how many therapists are more than happy to play that role and take in the profits hand-over-fist.