T is working on a safety plan. Grrrr... Those things are stupid, and I really don't need one.

Disassociated, flashed back, heavy heart, depression, nap. I have a feeling bed will be my best friend the next few days. I asked her a question. She said I should ask my pastor. It had nothing to do with God or spirituality. Maybe my pastor should get her co-pay this week? I pay the woman to answer my questions, not refer me to an unpaid friend. Sheesh.

Tired, so going back to bed. I guess the depression is settling in. Figures, just when I need it to NOT be lingering.