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Yesterday was my mom's birthday, and being such we went to Rossi's for dinner. They have delicious steak, but not so much anything else. I didn't mind, especially because we had a really cute waitress. My mom said the waitress was into me, but I don't really believe that, since my mom also thinks I should be a male model.
Things have been better I think. More friends are home now, which means less loneliness, and now christine is home, which also means a not empty house during the day. I've been to one therapy session thus far, with another TWO tomorrow (one rescheduled one, one with a different clinician). There's no way to tell whether it's going to work or not. I'm glad there's progress as far as scheduling goes.
I miss people, but I'm too scared to call anyone. I'm too afraid of showing anything, because what if they don't like it? Fuck me.
Things have been better I think. More friends are home now, which means less loneliness, and now christine is home, which also means a not empty house during the day. I've been to one therapy session thus far, with another TWO tomorrow (one rescheduled one, one with a different clinician). There's no way to tell whether it's going to work or not. I'm glad there's progress as far as scheduling goes.
I miss people, but I'm too scared to call anyone. I'm too afraid of showing anything, because what if they don't like it? Fuck me.