Therapy has been ok. I like my psychologist. She is nice. I am trying to say everything I have to say. Which was very hard for me some time ago. But now, it is easier. I am afriad I don't have the corage to put myself out there and get out of my comfort zone in order to achieve my goals. My main goal is to be less unconfortable near people and have more success in social relationships. That is hard. I have been trying to make it on my own for years. I couldn't. I don't now if I can do it now. Because I am to out of this world to have my head filled with words or thoughts I could share. And without anything to share I can't build a relation.

I don't know very well what kind of therapy am I doing. Last week she just said that in the next apoitment we would be making the therapeutic program. I have had three sessions until now, that I think were meant for her to know who I was, and what I wanted to change in my life. I have the next apoitment one month form now, because I want to give them some time appart so I wasn't allways skipping class. I have been in the hospital from 8 am from 3 pm. It's insane, I doesn't give me much time to do something else, and I am sure in the end my effort is not going to show in my grade, because teachers never like me.