wait granite....how was t? Did you watch a video?

The group last night wasn't horrid. We talked about anger, it's kind of funny to come here and see you all talked about the same. Only we were supposed to be angry at God or the cosmos or whatever for giving us cancer. Funny, I never thought about God giving me cancer, more the opposite. I am a screwup, I did something wrong and gave myself cancer. That's how I think of it. I hadn't realized that until last night though, and I can see that that probably isn't solid thinking. So who gave me cancer? Whom should I wrath at? Things to ponder.

Oh, and T today. Don't know if I should talk about the group, the home inspection that made me melt down, my uncontrollable fear of the dead, or my pissy attitude towards my mother. 45 minutes isn't a hell of a lot of time, maybe I'll just shoot the breeze.