I've had a busy good day so far!

Talked to the crisis house counselor this morning.

Then at noon, I got to see my counselor from the board and care I lived at. We spent an hour and 45 mins talking! We talked about her family, my life, mental health ignorance, and memories from when I lived there. I forgot I was her first client. I told her "Congratulations! Your first client had BPD and you survived!" Hehe We talked about our emeshment and how people were constantly getting on our case about it, but how it turned out super beneficial to both of us. We talked about good memories. And about the time I threw a tantrum on the floor for an hour We talked about other staff and residents. It was really nice.

Then I got a car wash (first time), got gas, went to the mailbox, and went to the pharmacy. I did it all by myself! I think I'm going to take a nap or at least try to. And then maybe paint, clean the house, or start on the letter to my T. Idk. There's so many things I can do. And I'm actually in the mood to do things!

Yay for good days!