So I went to look at the possible new apt and it turns out that it's not in the building that I thought it was. It was across the street. The building I'd seen and toured before has these gorgeous lofts and it's just a fantastic building. The one that I looked at last night is well beyond it's poor relation. It's a slum.
It's one of those old
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I think it'll be very enlightening for us to live together.
I thought that as well, that my tendency to be a hermit adds negatively to my illness. I still think that's true to a certain extent. But my shrink told me today [and I think this is true] that I seem brighter and happier every time he sees me. So there is a feeling of becoming more and more well, which is nice to hear.
... but I still want to live on some dark, rainy, enchanted island all alone with my 100 cats.
mwahaha
XD
I'd still have to see people, though. I'd have all of my friends coptered in for long weekends.
And thank god for the internet. I think it's helped me cope with my illness and resultant reluctance to allow people to get close to me.
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