Okay after all that....

Tonight's group therapy session actually ended up being okay. Pretty good really. I think I talked more than I ever have before. I almost even liked it. At least for a minute there.

I wonder if it was because my expectations were so incredibly low...

Actually it was because the conversation somehow got onto families. Families I can talk about. Talking about myself directly is hard for me, and talking about how I feel about the other people in the group is impossible (since I don't even know). But family members? I can talk about them. And I guess that's indirectly talking about myself.

I thought at first it was going to be another conflict between 2 of the members about how they feel about each other. I sure am glad that it went in a different direction. Otherwise I would have just sat there again.

The weird part is that 2 people were absent which usually makes it harder for me (I'm more nervous the smaller a group gets). But for some reason a smaller group was better today.



Sidony