Posted by Lindenblüte on November 30, 2006, at 23:27:39
I brought my piece of paper. It was so hard to get started. Once I did, I couldn't stop crying.
T said so many good things. I really have a good feeling about her. She said so many things at the end. I felt stronger. In the past, I always felt weaker or somewhat disgusted with myself, but ... she said some really nice things. Things that I could actually accept, or at least consider.
I had tears running down to my belly button. No sobs, just a steady flow of tears.
I feel a little unstable right now, but my friends are in the living room even as I type. How do I kick them out? I'm sleepy!
Oh well, they should sober up before they start on their way.
I tell you more later. I also got a new diagnosis. I'm satisfied with it. It makes sense to me. It might make things easier to discuss with the family... or with strangers...
night.
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