Therapy

My therapist came back last week after a two month break because he was having a baby. We did our first session, and it was strange because the last time I had spoken to him was when everything ended. The SeaWorld job. Hansel and Gretel. Basically when my life stopped again.

So it’s been two months without therapy, and when things got bad there was no place to put it. Especially during the holidays. Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s. Yes, I had a good week with Six merchandise sales, but that was kind of a skin of a highlight. Overall, things have been rough for me.

After our chat last week, he was nothing but positive, which I’m not even sure is what I needed. Today I don’t really know what I’ll talk about, but we’ll see how it goes. I’m not feeling great about life at the moment, and maybe that’s enough to start with.

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