It's the first of March, a brand new month! I had fun at my support group's ZOOM drop-in. Another woman my age (55) and i laughed about how we are dating ourselves when we make cultural references that the youngsters don't get. Otherwise it was a pretty grim day. I somewhat feel that
and i'm living just by default now and life can suck it. I'm not alive by choice so life can go screw off.
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Soupe du jour:
What a beautifully written post. You are very lucky to have had such a caring relationship with a psychiatrist. I'm sorry you're feeling out of your element and longing for a home. It must be very disorienting. I'm here and have loads of time if you ever want to PM.