Don't need the sunshine, don't need the good times.
Happy Birthday Gareth and Alex!
My therapist is proud of me!
It was a post-course check-up kind of thing. I told her about how I was still anxious and stressed, but I knew how and why and was taking active steps every time I felt an attack coming on. And we talked about how I was blaming neither myself nor others for issues, and had moved beyond the bully/victim dilemma with conflicts. And how I email the InnerRents with actual communication when I'm not down. And we talked about how I'm more productive at work and happy about taking control of my live and it was Good! I'm normal now!
And then on that high (I was also on a high from teaching all morning despite having the flu), I came home to:
- a letter from the doctors inviting me for a smear test. I had a smear test a month ago.I'd quite like the results, not another one, please.
- an email from college telling me that has I hadn't upgraded to PhD, I was ineligible for Completing Research Student status, and could they have £10,000, please? I'm um - assuming someone not me neglected to tick a box. And chasing up the relevant boxtickers. So not worried.
HI INTERNETS.
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