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So much anxiety right now. It sucks being the person that needs to depend on help in order to get by. While it is comforting, and it is helpful when the teachers know that I am struggling, and they want to help me, and they show their care...it doesn't make the anxiety go away.
This week has been kind of horrible. Last week was really good, because two weeks ago I had a really good "break through" (is that what they call it?) in therapy, and I was all inspired. But it didn't fix the problems that I'm dealing with, and once reality hit me again, I kind of plummeted.
The weekend was hard. My parents and grandparents flew to Colorado for my cousin's graduation, so I had the house to myself. Which I usually like, but I was just so anxious that the time dragged by. I just wanted the days to end so I could go to sleep already. And yesterday was Mother's Day, so most all my friends were busy/preoccupied, so I felt all the more lonely. =\ I am really glad for my friend Kira, who came over last evening, and we went for a 45 minute walk. It kept me from going totally stir crazy yesterday.
Guhhhh. I haven't been this depressed in a long time. Hopefully therapy tomorrow helps. If nothing else, it's nice to look forward to this time that is designated to reflecting upon my problems and having someone there to look at it clearly.
This week has been kind of horrible. Last week was really good, because two weeks ago I had a really good "break through" (is that what they call it?) in therapy, and I was all inspired. But it didn't fix the problems that I'm dealing with, and once reality hit me again, I kind of plummeted.
The weekend was hard. My parents and grandparents flew to Colorado for my cousin's graduation, so I had the house to myself. Which I usually like, but I was just so anxious that the time dragged by. I just wanted the days to end so I could go to sleep already. And yesterday was Mother's Day, so most all my friends were busy/preoccupied, so I felt all the more lonely. =\ I am really glad for my friend Kira, who came over last evening, and we went for a 45 minute walk. It kept me from going totally stir crazy yesterday.
Guhhhh. I haven't been this depressed in a long time. Hopefully therapy tomorrow helps. If nothing else, it's nice to look forward to this time that is designated to reflecting upon my problems and having someone there to look at it clearly.