T, I scared (well, duh, you can usually count on me to feel scared). I took my wedding ring off. I asked for support and he yelled at me. I am looking into inpatient, I think you would approve of the place, you have CEUs from there. I don’t know how you will take it though. You are awesome and I adore you. Once a week would be OK if things weren’t so toxic at home. I think you are too busy to meet more often but that could be an option too? I don’t know if you would work with H and I together and I can see both sides. I really need H yo come with me to see you though so we can talk about it. If he won’t I think I’m done. I told work last night I might go inpatient. They looked at me all stupid. I guess they don’t understand how messed up I can be on the inside and how bad things can be on the outside and I can still show up, lift crap, stock shelves and be friendly to customers... if they only knew what it took the two days I have called in sick.
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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