some good, some bad.
It was stressful in a lot of ways. I cataloged a whole mess of problems I have. Back taxes. Unresolved grades and graduation status. No job. Student loans. Too much time on my hands and not enough intrest. Aphasia in social relations. The lidt goes on and on.
Still it feels kind of good to articulate all these things. And to trust someone with them.
None of them are crushing. None of them too pressing. Except the midding grade. Gotta get that one done.
Still it was good to get some reaction from the therapist. Not crazy. No reaction at all. Just reminded me I've done tougher things. But I've also failed at easier ones.
I feel little confidence in myself lately. I wonder if I can do these things.
I know I can. But I also know I have failed.
Another thing we talked about was volunteering. It's something that's exciting. Full of possibility. I can do anything I want. For as long as I want.
It would be nice to work in mental health. I know a lot about it from personal experience. One of the benefits of a lifetime in therapy.
I've seen a lot of different types of therapy. And I am a natural listener. It was nice to have these things validated by the therapist. They're important to me. And who knows. Maybe I'll become a therapist one day.
But not today.
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