You see me the way you do
I broke my tooth when I had a seizure in May, and I went to the dentist but they said they had to refer me to an oral surgeon. They said it would take 4-6 weeks to get the appointment, and I still haven't received a call. I called them this morning, but they weren't any help. It didn't bother me at first because my tooth wasn't hurting me, but it's hurting pretty bad now, and I'm pissed that I don't have an appointment. I no longer have insurance either, but I'm willing to pay to have the teeth removed.
Things are going pretty good I guess. This summer has been extremely stressful, and I just want it to be over, but unfortunately there is still much to be done. Manna is coming to visit on the 14th. Eric's birthday is the 19th. His family leaves on the 25th, so I'll be house sitting for a week. Doctor's appointments and an appointment with SSI. Hopefully in September things will slow down, and I can get some sort of routine back.
I have therapy on Thursday. Usually I don't mind going, but I kind of want a break from that, too. Last session was really hard for me, and it seems every time I go I end up crying even though I prepared myself to be strong and not get into things that are dark. It never seems to fail that within minutes my therapist has me feeling like a tiny child lost in the woods. I guess it's a good thing that I can open up to her. I guess it's good that I'm not able to contain my feelings because after all, isn't that the point to therapy? Opening up. I don't know. I guess I'm just not used to it, and it's going to take some time. I am just really tired of feeling so anxious and lost. I know I'll get better, but it's hard to stick with something that is so difficult.
WELL, I better get going. I should be cleaning and figuring out what the hell I'm going to make for dinner while the bug is asleep. :)
Things are going pretty good I guess. This summer has been extremely stressful, and I just want it to be over, but unfortunately there is still much to be done. Manna is coming to visit on the 14th. Eric's birthday is the 19th. His family leaves on the 25th, so I'll be house sitting for a week. Doctor's appointments and an appointment with SSI. Hopefully in September things will slow down, and I can get some sort of routine back.
I have therapy on Thursday. Usually I don't mind going, but I kind of want a break from that, too. Last session was really hard for me, and it seems every time I go I end up crying even though I prepared myself to be strong and not get into things that are dark. It never seems to fail that within minutes my therapist has me feeling like a tiny child lost in the woods. I guess it's a good thing that I can open up to her. I guess it's good that I'm not able to contain my feelings because after all, isn't that the point to therapy? Opening up. I don't know. I guess I'm just not used to it, and it's going to take some time. I am just really tired of feeling so anxious and lost. I know I'll get better, but it's hard to stick with something that is so difficult.
WELL, I better get going. I should be cleaning and figuring out what the hell I'm going to make for dinner while the bug is asleep. :)