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 They stared at me, as if i had a gigantic throbbing cock growing out of my forehead,  "Have you tried box breathing? Mental health walks?" All I could do was nod,  "Listing triggers too..." I mumbled. "yeah" they said. Through the appointment I had a side window up on my computer,  somehow the therapist listed off the top ten points that google came up with, point, by point. For dealing with intense grief, I was kinda impressed, here I was paying 150 bucks a visit for google results,  I ghosted that therapist,  first time doing it,  I feel like I did nothing wrong. They stared at me like I wasn't there, like I was some variety of Lovecraftian mutant, too weird for sanity or words, I was already accustomed to that from family, but to PAY someone to look at me like that, I lost it, I couldn't,  I've spent my entire life shaking off the vision of myself as suffering under the yoke of weird, It's quite something to be a child and feel the wei...