NJM 3 in NoJoMo 2016

Other than the stuff in the dryer, I think I have everything unpacked. At least clothes-wise. It’s the rest of the crap that’s going to be a pain in the ass. The place is a mess.

Moving sucks.

Therapist appointment went well, and the therapist even participated! We’ve had problems in the past with her not really doing her job. But P and I pretty much had everything laid out before we even got there. I think our solution is going to work.

I did break down a few times during the day yesterday. I was flaring, overwhelmed, and depressed that we even have to do what we are doing, so of course I’m going to have some panic attacks and crying jags.

I should really update some other people about what is going on with me, but these certain people really pissed me off. They can wait. When I said I wasn’t going to take any shit, I really do mean it. I think that people forgot that I’m my own self, not a puppet.

Well, the coffee pot is calling my name. I must heed it’s call.