Therapist 2

So we talked, usual initial conversation that doesn’t make you feel like anything is accomplished. Set up an appointment with the psychiatrist in January, soonest I can see one to get back on meds. Let’s see if I can power thru some more.

Tired of “powering” through though. I just want one thing to make the others feel better. Get ahead of finances. Maybe my kids call me instead of me tracking them down. Maybe a friend getting in touch for a night out. Something.

I am doing everything I can to make doing the basics the go to. Days pass and I only get older. More lonely. The dreaded what ifs that fight to the front of my thoughts.

Work isn’t the escape I hoped for. Yes I gave up the search for something new, different, instead going back to comfortable, even for less money.

If only it would make me comfortable to ball up and cry, but even that’s not helping anymore.