Hi. I know. I'm back. I'm trying my best.I want to cry I miss my kids today
I'm reading my book (even rereading sections). I spoke with my therapist the other day, I've come to the realization that I may have to find someone else. She is a super nice woman who is the ONLY person who knows everything so it's just like I can't wait to talk to her but I'm really not getting any skills or ways to help myself. She's really there to listen. issue here was my insurance covers her, I a actually have an awesome Therapist I went to years ago but not covered. But I reached out to her anyway. Too important right now.
Why do we have to feel like this? I'm jealous of my old self. A time I used to just wake up in the morning and start my day. Whoever doesn't have this affliction should be so thankful. It's just horrible.
M intellect is telling me part of this is "just" hormones and PTSD (I have severe PMS, it's like the kind you get meds for but the meds dont' work on me)And I've encountered some really hateful sh*t online lately.I'm not trying to be political, but I feel like I've spent my life trying to be a good citizen of the US and of the world, and the world is just gleefully saying "nothing about the US is...
I am from the month of December. I am not a holiday.What am I?