MyLot Better Than A Psychologist?  

Perhaps I'm strange for saying this, but to me, I'm the patient, MyLot is the couch and I'm stretched out on it and each one of you my dear friends is the Dr. with the notepad. How odd is it that I feel that MyLot is more therapy for me than speaking to any psychologist or counselor? So many times I have gone to talk to one when I was feeling depressed only to walk out of there each time, still feeling depressed only the difference was I was not only feeling depressed but broke as well after knowing that not only did I waste an hour of my life in their office but they just got paid to tell me nothing. They scribble in their little notepads while mumbling things like "yup, that's good, keep it up..mmmhmmm..." What is this? What form of help is this to anyone? None. So I come on here, I vent, I talk about nothing, I talk about something, I cry, I joke, I laugh, I spill my everlasting soul onto the keys of my keyboard to once again talk about the things that are going wrong. I sit up straight and type quickly in order to share the joys of my life...No matter what the reason I always feel like there is someone out there with a terrific response that pulls me through and keeps my head above the water. With a psychologist I feel as though I'm mentally drowning...With my family like I'm treading and wearing thin...When I'm on here I feel as though I'm drifting along, safe as can be wrapped in a life preserver. Does anyone else understand this feeling? Is it just me? Am I honestly crazy for thinking such things? Anyone who can relate, I would sure like to hear from you. Once again here is my thank you, from me to each one of you for the help that you have all given me. You have always been given me something to think about. Goodnight MyLot.