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Jun 13, 2011 15:36

I just mailed my father's day present. Why is it so hard to shop for my father? Uh, because he has all the things. I went to the fancy cheese shop and bought him ridiculous things like Italian truffle salt, because he'll hopefully love that.

I'm freaking out about my writing, but honestly I don't want to bore anyone, up to and including myself with it. I just feel like I'll never been good enough. *sigh* Rinse, later, repeat.

I've been in a fair amount of pain lately, but not talking about it because UGH boring and UGH what else is new?

I see my shrink tomorrow and I need to ask him about a new therapist so I can deal with PTSD symptoms and anxiety head on. I am hoping that that will make a big difference in my health overall. It should also make this summer very interesting. My friend who is a psychologist said that she thought I would benefit most from cognitive processing therapy. She recommended a therapist who is near our apartment, but is a guy. I've never had a male therapist before. All my psychiatrists have been male, but not my therapists. I don't know if that'd be weird or not. I've made the mistake of ignoring that it bothered me that my therapist was pregnant when I was seriously grieving my mother and it seriously interfered with the work we were trying to do. Also she just wasn't a good fit for me, I think. I couldn't see it at the time. *sigh*

I cracked vegetarian French onion soup. You have to add red wine and this amazing vegetable stock along with homemade veggie or chicken (if you're not a veg) stock. SO GOOD. It has all the richness of real onion soup, but no beef. Which is good, because I don't eat beef.

I'm procratstinating. So, tell me something? Tell me anything.

food, anxiety

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