I had a good therapy session. It was remote. I told her about my birthday last year and how I spent it in bed feeling like a mess because I was unable to join the 27 club and my therapist didn't acknowledge it was my birthday and I had my Facebook settings to private, which I didn't know, so no one on Facebook knew but I thought they just didn't care. After asking a few awkward questions about the current state of my mental health and me reassuring her it was fine, we had a good session. Her face was funny when I told her about the 24 hour urine collection. She wants me to apply to work this week and she says shes thankful that I admitted to her that I am procrastinating because I am scared to go back to work because of my transtion. We talked about reframing and fact checking. But yeah it went good today. At the end she wished me happy birthday and she said she hoped I had a good time and she also said she was glad I got my Facebook settings fixed. I feel like I can try harder with this therapist because I don't have the emotional attachtment or transference issues that I had before so I can think more clearly during sessions.

We are getting pummled with snow but we still have power at least. My therapist said she was going to go play in the snow and I told her I was going to eat soup and binge watch TV.

I ate basically just Mcdonalds yesterday and I lost weight. Yet no one believes me when I tell them this. They say the weight loss is from the other 3 days I ate healthy. But I swear I just have a wonky body that runs on unhealthy foods. Also why I can drink 4 cans of soda a day and have zero issues with my teeth.

My old next door neighbor just called and said his wife died in August of cancer. I guess he couldnt get ahold of us since we switched numbers and its still hard for him to talk about it. They were nightmare neighbors to everyone else. Always calling the cops on people and stuff. But they really liked my family for some reason and called us the "good" neighbors. I would play with their grandaughter when I was little. The wife took a liking to me but was for sure what you'd call a "Karen" to most people. She even drove me to a dentist appointment when my mom was not able to drive. We have no idea why they liked us so much when they hated everyone else. Even their own kids they stopped talking to after awhile.