Apologies
I'm sorry for what I wrote in my previous post. I should know better than to post when I'm depressed, angry, or both. Some things are best kept to old-fashioned paper journals where nobody can see them.
I thought about deleting that post, or editing it. When I read one of these online sorry-I-shot-off-my-big-mouth apologies and the offending text has been deleted, though... well, people who didn't read the original usually start to speculate about what the person could have said that was so bad. Plus it feels sort of cowardly. I made my bed, now I get to lie in it. Even, or especially, if I screwed it up.
Went to Dr. Jaffey today, where I hashed out some of my personal issues. Then Mom and I hashed out our issues in the car and managed to do so in a relatively calm manner, aided in part by the good doctor's suggestions. (Still needed Kleenex though.) Thank all the gods for good psychologists and the fact that I found one. Then we went out for really great pizza and frozen yogurt. Mmm, comfort food.
This whole communicating thing is hard.
I thought about deleting that post, or editing it. When I read one of these online sorry-I-shot-off-my-big-mouth apologies and the offending text has been deleted, though... well, people who didn't read the original usually start to speculate about what the person could have said that was so bad. Plus it feels sort of cowardly. I made my bed, now I get to lie in it. Even, or especially, if I screwed it up.
Went to Dr. Jaffey today, where I hashed out some of my personal issues. Then Mom and I hashed out our issues in the car and managed to do so in a relatively calm manner, aided in part by the good doctor's suggestions. (Still needed Kleenex though.) Thank all the gods for good psychologists and the fact that I found one. Then we went out for really great pizza and frozen yogurt. Mmm, comfort food.
This whole communicating thing is hard.