So that was uhh...fun?

Did I say fun...I ment scary.

So there are some people out there who actually like therapy. I've met them at different workgroups I've particpated in while living here, and in some online help forums I've found. Heh, those forums by the way, the last place you should be going if your sick. There are so many fucking dicks on those sites. You would expect compassion from others plaqued by the same afflictions, but nope asshole-ism wins out in the end. As it usually does. It's funny how brave/stupid people get behind aninimity.

Back on topic, Scary. I hated that hour, and I get to do it all over again next wendesday. *sigh* The things I do in order to achieve sanity. The first wack of sessions are all probablly going to suck. That's where they like to learn about/dig up the past. They actually fish those skellingtons you tossed into the lake, chopped into pieces, stuffed into a trunk with some cynder blocks and bring 'em to the surface. Yay! Wait no..BOOOO! I hope it gets better. I can't take crying for 4 hours after every meeting once a week.

And one finishing thought for you fabulous people :D Anyone who says sanity is over-rated clearly has it. I would make a deal with the super devil to get it.