I spun into my no talking angry self during session yesterday. It's been a long time since that happened. Nearly had two serious accidents on the way home. Thank god for anti-lock breaks. Slept 13 hours and I'm still needing to break and rest from work frequently. What the freaking hell? All because I identify too much with a snake that was on my doorstep. Probably domesticated. Seemed in distress. And we just pushed it back in the woods. Yeah I didn't get help when I asked in my little kid way. But I think what's most disturbing is I see the side a little more clearly of those doctors and teachers and neighbors who didn't want to see or saw something different. I don't want to have compassion for them. They failed me over and over. I just found the anger. I'm not willing to let it go. Though it seems I don't have much choice in the matter