{{{{Angela}}}}}}}}}

First, it's okay what you said. I don't blame my T at all for my stupidity. He provoked the emotions within myself, but I take full responsibility for my actions. He simply asked me why I had done it. He realized that what I meant because after I said "you".......his next question was "what were you feeling when you did that?"

I just know that by next week my other arm is going to be as bad.........and then what. I'm trying to do as my pdoc suggested and get through each hour at a time. Not a whole day, just an hour, then try the next hour. It's going to cause major problems at work soon - I work in a fast food restaurant.

There's too much in my head and too many voices in there whispering negative things to me. The meds have helped with the voices somewhat and my mind doesn't race all the time like it did.

Today's session started out badly, but after I told him how I felt, my "old" T came out and made me feel better again. I've missed him so much.

Take care.