So no caffeine, very little sugar, intense sessions over the past month have culminated into me spiraling back to where I was physically five years ago. I'm dissociating, falling, having incredible rage attacks. T has requested two sessions a week for the next six weeks or so. That's $680 more upfront a month I don't have. But I have to think hard to say the correct year and location where I live. I've actually blurted out 1977 a few times.
My workday is almost done. This has been maddening today and I feel like a caged animal. I am fighting the impulse to self harm - something that's not been in the foreground for a while. T says this is progress. And so it is.
My workday is almost done. This has been maddening today and I feel like a caged animal. I am fighting the impulse to self harm - something that's not been in the foreground for a while. T says this is progress. And so it is.


