An Unmistakeable Journey

Well, yesterday anyone who was anyone stopped by without a phone call, just to "talk." Okay so it was only three people, my church leader and my two visiting teachers (two women in my ward who have been asked to visit me each month and give a spiritual message. Every woman in my ward has them.). But normally these people call before they stop by. It was too coincidental, honestly. And I really didn't like it. They were pushing me to see a counselor (for my anxiety and miscarraige) through my church, all three of them. I'm sorry, but I do NOT need to see a counselor to have them tell me I am being stupid, and that my parents are right in treating me like crap, and I have no reason to fear them or hate going to family parties. Etc, etc, etc. I need a doctor more. Which I am TRYING to find. Sure its been a while since I attended church, but still, I don't need to be pushed. Sure they meant well, but it just makes me want to stay away, ya know? I'm trying to be strong through these trials, but please, for heaven's sake, don't push me. It's not gonna get you anywhere. I'm healing, its a long process, so LET ME FRICKIN BE! I'll come to church when I am ready.