The most genuine words come out when you sit down with no intention of writing. I however, don't have that privilege since I'm here under the threat of my own inner torment. That leaves me to wonder about the nature of those forced pieces of this incomplete puzzle. Are they real? Are they of any value? Do they count? Am I who I claim to be?
Anyway, this is what I have to offer. Genuine or of no value, it's up for you to decide and for me to disregard. Therapy is what this is. Healing is what it's meant to do, and if it's working out for me, then I'm keeping them coming. Are they working out for me though? I love asking those questions, don't ask me why!