Therapy

So today was my second therapy session. Joy! I never thought that I of all people would need therapy. I mean, I am practically giving my friends therapy 24/7! So what the hell am I doing in an office with Carrie? Not that I really mind - it just seems oddly ironic. I never imagined that my life would seem to be falling apart at the seams. I am overwhelmed from the moment I open my eyes in the morning to when I fall asleep at night. I can't sleep, I am forgetting things, and I am sulky and short-tempered. Where did I go?

I suppose the root of all of my issues doesn't matter. The reality is that they're there. So I need to gain "coping skills" other than restricting. Hence the therapy. Anyhoo, I felt such a rush of emotion after my session today. It was a release. I haven't had one of those in FOREVER, so it felt good to be able to confront my feelings. Weirdly, I can't wait to go again. And, for the first time in (I swear) months, I didn't talk to Jordin on the phone tonight. It feels kind of rewarding to not have dumped my issues on her. Poor girl...she really has problems of her own, so hopefully this will give her a chance to deal with them...