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Amazingly if you tell your therapist you'd been considering quitting AND that you've been contemplating both suicide and self-harm and subject to some unpleasant intrusive mantras of late he will be quite concerned and take a fairly gentle approach instead of telling you off, which was what I'd expected.
Work week is over. In 12 days I go and get my head to head with the endo.
Tomorrow I have to pick up old blood test results and get some heavy editing/plotting stuff in. At the weekend I need to head down to Brighton to give Muffy her computer and to pick up a couple of trades from her for the further education of my filth/so I can continue farting out a horrible no good fanfic (I cannot damn well write any more).
Tonight I am giving myself a break from basically everything because the effort involved in not walking into traffic/lying on the floor crying today has been overwhelming. I made soup. The soup was good.
Work week is over. In 12 days I go and get my head to head with the endo.
Tomorrow I have to pick up old blood test results and get some heavy editing/plotting stuff in. At the weekend I need to head down to Brighton to give Muffy her computer and to pick up a couple of trades from her for the further education of my filth/so I can continue farting out a horrible no good fanfic (I cannot damn well write any more).
Tonight I am giving myself a break from basically everything because the effort involved in not walking into traffic/lying on the floor crying today has been overwhelming. I made soup. The soup was good.