[kim_johnson]

we are quite different, you and me.
you have a family
you hold them in mind
i guess they hold you in mind, too.
i've never had that.

you didn't hold me in mind at all.
i don't hold you in mind anymore.
we are quite different, you and me.
i have freedom
can do as i please
come and go as i like
you don't have that.

i quite like my life.
i don't think i want a family.
i think i like my freedom.
want to work on expanding it
enjoying it
want to cultivate this attitude of
'i'm self sufficient and i like it this way'
at the gym.
my body ain't so bad
nothing that isn't fixable
i think i could learn to live with me

things are different now.
i actually... feel faintly sorry for you.

i don't need anybody to be close.
it makes me uncomfortable
it is different for me
we feel most comfortable with what we are used to

i'm okay
i think i can have a nice life

this is what women rights people campaigned for
i like me
i'm gonna be okay

i don't need you

[MissCharlotte]

(Kim)

What's up?

Your words are eloquent and weave a simultaneously sad and hopeful story.

Take care.

[kim_johnson]

hey. thanks. nothing much is up. just ruminating on the nature of my current therapy relationship. the quality has changed. for the better, i think. i've changed. i'm working towards improving my quality of life rather than just wishing i could curl up and cease to exist. that is kind of novel for me. i'm not holding him in mind anymore. that doesn't help me. but i'm working away at the gym and... feeling a heck of a lot better for it in all honesty.

[sunrise]

Nice to hear from you, Kim.

Your poem was poignant. There was a part of it that seemed to express disappointment in your therapist. Like you somehow expected better from him.

It sounds like you are getting very comfortable with who you are, and you have a stronger sense of self.