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This is the first day in weeks I haven't gone to bed fighting tears and woken up the next day with a pit in my stomach. I think perhaps hormones are balancing a little or I'm past a rough point with Prozac withdrawal or something. In any case I spent hours snuggled up with Will on the couch watching TV and just feeling... right. Calm. Anxieties were a million miles away. I went to sleep in peace that night for the first time in ages. I woke up cheerful and energetic.

And of course I do this the day I'm starting to see a therapist. ;) Not that I'd cancel because I feel okay for one day, that'd be crazy, but yeah. On the bright side maybe I won't burst into tears just saying hello to her. :P

So yeah there's that appointment today, massage appointment tomorrow (had to skip a week), I don't think anything is going on for me over the weekend but I forgot things easily. It's part of why I like the idea of getting on Will's family's phone plan... I can't afford a smart phone plan right now as I'm paying for minimal-everything and it's already too pricy. Under his, I'd only pay $30 for a bunch more stuff than I have now... including a decent calendar. xD I'm not counting on this happening but it's still a fun thought and I have my fingers crossed.

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New therapist seems cool. Really relaxed, open, positive, poly-friendly, etc... I'm always really nervous with head-helpy doctors due to an awful experience in (surprise surprise) PTRP. I told her a bit about it, and PTRP. We focused more on the now though with my issues and anxiety problems and whatnot. Seemed to be a pretty good first session. My "homework" this week is to write down when I have anxieties that bleed together into a pile of confusing mush (ie "hrm, the kitchen is dirty" and 30 seconds later it becomes "ALL MY FRIENDS SECRETLY HATE ME")

So yeah. Good start. We'll focus on separating issues and meditation and relaxation exercises.