Ummmm....I think it might say something about me...that I have been thankful for my therapist so many times since June. I don't care...today I am thankful for the good doctor...again. I spent most of today overflowing with mad. I mean I really couldn't get a handle on it...I was just mad...very, very, very mad. I knew I had an appointment today after I did my blood work...but I really didn't want to go. I thought I was too mad. Then I realized I needed to keep that appointment...I needed to see my doctor, and tell him I was mad. So I went...I let all the mad spill out...all over the floor...at one point I actually heard my voice echo in the room. I feel so lost when I am so filled with mad...I hate being mad...it feels so pointless...I lecture my mom on letting go of anger...it gets you nowhere and fast. But I can't do it for myself...once I get to that mad place I can't let it go...I just stew...look at my feet...try not to let my mad show...but I also suck at being fake and masking my real emotions. Well the doctor gave me some ways to make this better, but I think for now I am content with getting rid of some of the mad. I'm not choking on the anger anymore. I look at that as a small victory.
to the moon and back my friends
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