scorpihoe

I have been really stressed lately and haven't been handling it the best. I went to school today to try to straighten out stuff so I can get my fall classes in order. I got some of what I need to do done, but some people whom I need to speak with weren't available. I went to the shrink's office to get back into group for the fall, which has been the plan all along. My individual therapist walked in the door as I was filling out some paperwork. She was really happy to see me, for it was quite unexpected that I would be in the office at this particular time, esp. so early before classes. Today was really stressful and she asked casual normal questions and believe it or not I started to cry! I was crying and laughing at the same time as I do when I just don't know what in the hell to do. I made an appointment to see her next week. That wasn't the plan; I am supposed to be done with individual therapy. I am seriously considering canceling the appointment. I am so afraid to talk about all that is wrong and admit I was stupid and wrong. One thing about me was even when I was extremely depressed, I almost always made my therapy appointment. I made a commitment to it a long time ago and was really successful with it. I am proud that I was able to follow through. So now is no time to go back on it, but I am just so resistant to talk about what has been going on the past few months.

Oh, and the new Lindsey lohan movie "I know who killed me" sucks. It is the parent trap gone wrong.