I just got back from visiting my parent's house. I scheduled an appointment with my therapist today in hopes of minimizing the suicidal thoughts and perhaps work through the feelings that create those thoughts. Funny thing is night before last I cut my hand doing dishes at my parents house. We had to run to the emergency room and I ended up getting 7 stitches. So when I went into my appointment today with my hand all wrapped up in gauze Dan says "Well where should we start, with your hand?" He had to appologize to me because he admitted that he assumed that it was self inflicted. Ha ha.
Carrie

<font color=green>Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.--Emily Dickenson