Utterly irresponsibly
You opened a can of worms
This bollocks that you call CBT
Has left me scarred and burned
You lifted the lid
On my darkest times
Then ejected me back
Into the wild
You said you could assist
But instead you just drew
Pathetic diagrams
After I my guts had spewed
You then said we only had 10
Sessions – this was not your field
But there I was exposed
My wounds now open not healed
Well thanks very much
For being so out of touch
For creating a ticking bomb
That might go off – for I can’t carry on
Like this anymore
I am on the proverbial floor
And you are the catalyst
That has made me feel like this
I’ll find a way out
For a survivor am I
I’ll get my shit together
And my tears will dry
But reader be wary
Of ‘therapists’
That will take your money
Then cast you adrift
Maybe it’s better
To work through it yourself
You’ve done it before
It’s called self-help.
Rachel Rhodes 