My therapist told me to write down my detrimental thoughts, and then rewrite them by putting "I am aware that I'm having the thoughts of" in the front of each one.
And it is called a diffusion technique for my social anxiety.
Sometimes I just think these therapy sessions are stupid, and ridiculous, and they are not helping at all.
But I guess they really are, and I just refuse to admit that I'm sometimes having stupid and ridiculous thoughts, that I needed help, that I don't always get to be the perfect person that I wish I were.
And it's okay. There are people who love you no matter what.
Or maybe they are just yet to be found.
Don't worry. You will be found.