Sep 13, 2008 00:36
Finally getting therapy. His name is Dr. Griffin, I'm seeing him three times a week (yes, three) in Metropolis during my lunch hour.
I am going to fix myself. When the election's over come November, I'll go back to laundry and muffins. Soon I won't be crazy anymore and my mun will get a hold of herself, we're both losing it. It's going to be okay
[therapy]
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I love you, mom.
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I love you too, sweetheart, thank you.
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Martha, I fail to see what needs to be fixed.
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What's this about? Me?
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It's about me. The way I'm acting. The things I'm doing. I'm drinking, I'm dressing...inappropriately, I'm forgetting everything that's important to me.
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I really, really, really hope so.
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