So recently, my thoughts have been straying in a very bad direction, and my self harm has been getting worse. After confiding in some friends and my fiance, I was finally convinced to try therapy again. I went to an appointment that a friend made for me only to find out he had talked to my therapist and told him some of the concerns he had that I had not mentioned the year before. I was trapped and talking about things I didn’t want to talk about to a therapist. I am scared to death of being locked in a psych ward, you see. My therapist has assured me that this won’t happen unless it’s what I need to save my life, but I’m still nervous. Also, next week I have an appointment with the psychiatrist who will want to start me on a new regimen of meds to help me with my “recovery”. I was already very skeptical of this last year. The meds are expensive and I can’t afford them, and I can’t afford to tell my parents so I can use my insurance (I’m in college). Also, what she gave me was either $200 a bottle (one month) or made me so tired I was falling asleep in class, and as I go to one of the top 20 colleges in the country, I can’t really afford to do that. So now I will start this all over again, and I still don’t think it’s going to work out. 🙁 Any thoughts?