Oh Therapy, Can You Please Fill the Void?

So, after I lost my job back in August I've been struggling to figure out what it is that I really want from life. I thought that I was going through the same shit that everyone in their mid twenties goes through... "Who am I? Why am I here? What does it all Mean?" I decided to see a therapist to try and sort it all out and get a little bit of career advice as well. No big deal, right? WRONG! The therapist did not have encouraging words for me. At the end of my first session she told me that I was in serious need of therapy, that I should be seeing a counselor twice a week and she even referred me to a psychiatrist to prescribe me  medication in order to speed up the process of my "treatment". 

So apparently I need to be "fixed". I didn't even know I was broken. Sure I was a little mixed up, but it's not like I was on the verge of suicide. I was simply trying to gain a little perspective. Now I am starting to feel even more confused than I did before. It's not a good feeling at all and it's costing me a fortune!

I'm not sure that I am going to continue with the "therapy" at the moment. I decided that since writing has always been one of my best outlets for venting my frustrations, I'd start a blog. No I am not a narcissist My life is actually quite boring and I don't expect anyone to care. I've created this blog for the sake of my own (in)sanity and my bank account as well. Anyways, I'm going to be late for my next therapy appointment...