My brother and SiL are home for 2 weeks, and my brother's therapist had a (pre-planned) Skype session with him today, because they agreed that my brother couldn't get through 2 weeks with our family without at least 1 therapy session. That therapist is PURE GOLD.

Damn, that's dedication, Steph. I hope that the time home hasn't been overly fraught for him. I'm glad to hear he's doing well.

I hope that the time home hasn't been overly fraught for him.

It's been a little stressful because of things beyond his control, but he's managing pretty well (we went to the shooting range, and that seemed to help). He was pretty frazzled today, so it's a good thing he had his Skype session planned for today. I don't know if he has one planned for next week (they're here until at least the 13th).

That's a tough spot, Maria. I hope you find some clarity on some of all that.

I've turned off notifications. TH left the group today, claiming the only support seen was in messages and people didn't have her back when she was being bullied. I saw people bending over backwards to try to soothe her feelings of being attacked all over the place while the people who were angry at her had their issues ignored and dismissed. And they're the bullies? Her leaving has meant others leaving in solidarity. Which I understand, honestly, but also...

Aargh. The whole "I said upfront I don't care to read the comments so I'll just drop this bomb here and now you can't call me on it because I SAID I didn't bother to get the context" holy fucking jebus.

I hope it's not annoying to others but I'm really glad to see the discussion here and some reflection of my own reactions.

It's been a little stressful because of things beyond his control,

That is one thing I try to work on, and never seem to make much progress with. It gives me anxiety, knowing I can't do a damn thing about those things.

I'd like to find some clarity. A lot of this has come about because of friends going through their own issues, and I don't know if it's opening my eyes or I'm being too empathetic and seeing things that aren't really there in my own life. Work hasn't done the normal summer slowdown, and I feel like I'm struggling to keep up in everything.

I hope it's not annoying to others but I'm really glad to see the discussion here and some reflection of my own reactions.

Ditto. I was truly concerned I was being tone-deaf and dismissive, thereby epitomizing the worst of white privilege and fragility.

I guess things escalated back (different person, different thread) into HDU Jewish people tell non-Jewish people what is and is not antisemitism!

Mobile is ignoring the whole don't notify me thing. Guess I am not checking FB on the phone now.

Meanwhile, on Twitter, people keep reblogging a (good) thread on doxxing and every time I see it, I think (disturbing content mentions of child death warning white font) "And this is coming from one of the people who called a funeral home because they didn't believe someone they didn't like had just lost their infant, talked with pride about it on LJ, and pretty well insinuated the grieving parent was probably responsible for that."

Humanity. Not a fan today.

I'm sorry so many of us are struggling. I got recommendations for a therapist a couple of months ago and have yet to summon the courage to make an appointment. I've never done therapy, have been on Lexa.pro for years, and have never really thought talk therapy would be my thing. But I'm definitely struggling and think I need to work through my issues and make that call. Why is it so hard?

Humanity. Not a fan today.

Really any day since 11/8.

Why is it so hard?

I wish I knew. I'm sorry you're struggling as well.

I was in therapy for over a decade, total, with several different therapists, most weren't so good and didn't last long, but couple I saw for a year or more. I did a lot of hard work. But only once did I ever even mention the rapes, and she never brought it up again. I keep thinking I should try to find a therapist i really click with and really start working on that whole thing. But I don't want to. Just typing those words made my heart palpitate.

And now I feel like crying. Shit. I should probably do it. I don't want to.

Well, dammit, I actually came here to post that I got the cast off. Now I'm working on getting my persistently swollen foot to bend flat enough to get it in the stupid "boot" and start walking. I want to go home.

It's one of life's most obnoxious ironies that the more you need help, the harder it is to ask for it. Maybe that's not true for everyone, I don't know.

Hooray for being cast-free! I liked the boot a lot more.