Tuesday end of day
Things are going ok. Moody as heck but I suppose everyone has to deal with moods and misgivings as we navigate life alone. That really is a consolation and makes me feel less alone and less alien to the world. That doesn’t last but maybe that’s life too.
I’ve written a bunch more journals here that I’ve refrained from sending to my therapist because I know how it puts a lot of pressure. I think I am learning to start to understand people’s experiences and if I feel detached I’m learning to ferret out and focus on what their jobs and pressures in life must be. I can’t wait to go home.
I can deal though I think. So much to talk about with my therapist.The brothers here are so laser focused on monk life and acting as protectors of society. It’s admirable and makes me marvel. You have to cope with the relationships here with a different kind of respect.
Anyway I miss home, I miss my therapist I miss my Blue.
Have a happy end of day!
Mark
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When do you get to come home?
Frankly, I marvel at how well you handle everything! You've really conquered so much in your life. You're an inspiration!
Thanks GT!! You all help me soar!
I agree with MA 100 percent Marky
I wouldn't worry about your therapist sweetie
You can always ask if sending emails is okay
I think he'll see it as you venting and that's a good thing
There's no place like home though
I hear you!
Big hug...xo
Thanks Jan!