Just got home from my second therapy session. A little less intense after last weeks job of fitting my life story into 50 mins.
I thought we’d sit down and pick out one of last week issues to go over. Instead we went over most of them for clarity. It was draining.
The main thing is I like him. He seems to understand what I’m trying get at. He’s doesn’t (yet) contradict any of my reasonings. I’m feeling quite positive that it is potentially the start of a journey.
I’m sorry my head is fried today. I can’t speak let alone write in coherent structure. Therapy and family bugs and no sleep have left me staring ay my screen blankly.
I’m going to get off here. I need sleep, food and timeout.
Love you peeps