to keep it brief, it’s been rough lately, and busy to the point where I cry from exhaustion when I’m not crying out of fear or desolation. Monday was the first time I’ve talked to my school counsellor, and I think I’ve found a safe place to absorb a little comfort. Confidentiality only goes so far, and if I tell him I’m suicidal he may be obliged to call my parents, but if I don’t tell him I doubt he could help me.
I sincerely hope you’re all doing okay.
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I’m glad you may have found a safe place.
I completely understand the part about how “confidentiality only goes so far”.
I found that out the hard way, back when I was a teenager.
I thought there was guaranteed privacy, only to find out the exact opposite.
It was a MESS.
Glad to hear this featherling.