Thanks for saying this. My therapist said it too. I broke down crying when she did. Why? Because I realized that, even though I was hearing someone say it, it doesn't make it a reality. If I could find a way to support myself then that would be okay, but I don't know how to do that and not leave the apartment. I don't have any rich friends or relatives that can (or even would) allow me to mooch off of them for my entire life. I wouldn't mind being a house husband though I don't think the man exists who could look past all my flaws, my physical appearance and my mistakes in life. My roommate now is incredible and I am very thankful for him, but I imagine he will reach his limit at some point.

The therapy appointment went well yesterday. My fears were that I wouldn't be believed or that she would expect me to be better immediately. None of that happened. The first therapist I had here hardly spoke or gave me any feedback. Not very empathic. This therapist is much better and is going to be a better fit. I actually left the therapy appointment feeling kinda good. Of course, guilt for feeling good started almost immediately and my mood went back down during the day. Woke up with a knot in my stomach again this morning. Frustrated that things aren't all better after 1 good therapy session. Therapist focused on trying to forgive myself and not put too much pressure on myself. Trying to remember that today.