Well, she had taught at my school while she was going to school to become a T. She became the one and only person I trusted enough to talk to about anything. And I was always really comfortable talking to her. We lost touch for a while, during which time she got her liscence and worked in a home for at risk teens as a T. Then, when I decided to give therapy a try, someone told me that she had opened her own office.I was really hesitant to try therapy again because I don't like the idea of talking to someone I don't know...at all. So, I thought maybe since I knew her and she knew so much about me and I couldn't pull any crap and I know she can see right through my lies and all, maybe that would be easier. And it is... So, I've been going to see her for about 6 or 7 months? I don't see her outside of therapy. I don't know how to explain that even though nothing has really changed and I haven't really made much progress, it still helps just to have someone that I can talk to if I need to, and I have a healthy way to vent. I don't really feel like I've made much progress (which I'll admit, I won't unless I'm willing to change some things), but I also feel like it was a big thing for me to decide to try therapy again and to do it on my own without my parents or anybody trying to make me do it.

And I've hit this mood where I feel...distressed. Maybe that's not the right word, but that's the only way I can describe it. I just feel like I can't. Can't what? I don't know. I just can't. And this mood is only making me feel worse about this. Like, I feel that I'm just wasting her time and there's no point in even putting forth the effort to go because I'm just a waste of time.

God, I need to sleep, but I don't see it in the forcast for tonight.