*yawns*

Yay for drugs, that make me sleep. Not so yay the groggy feeling I get from taking drugs, but beggars can't be choosers. I didn't hear a thing last night, although the dreams were as wacked-out as usual and I started waking sometime around 5:30 am.

Work's already kicked off with Alvin dictating an urgent letter over the phone. This doesn't bode well.

Thanks for the well-wishes last night and apologies for the emo.

Still here

The session went okay. First session, lots of rehashing of everything in my life. Which left little time for actual addressing, beyond the usual sort of pep talk I get from my friends. *wry* Yes, you've all been right all along and I'm a dope. I made another appointment for two weeks, came home, cried through a shower and then curled up on the couch in my pyjamas watching West Wing with the roomie. I'm okay. Not great, but okay. I've taken that first step, at least.

We'll see how it goes.

Apologies for not answering any personal email after a certain point today - I just haven't been in the best frame of mind for talking about problems. Mine or anyone else's.