I feel like a nervous wreck this morning. I am going to meet a lady from Bumble BFF for brunch. Meeting friends makes me as nervous as the damn dates. I am so damaged. So very damaged. I went to my therapist yesterday. She has a ph.d so I feel like I should be able to trust her judgement. That was the second time I’ve seen her. I don’t know what I’m doing. I feel like I am not fit to make decisions. I am such a mess.
Just Keep Swimming
I am a 47 year old adult child of an alcoholic. My childhood could have been a Lifetime movie. I am dealing with PTSD, anxiety, and severe depression as a result. I am working on gaining an understanding as to what this means and learning how to be okay with myself. Some days, just killing myself and being done with it seems like the most sensible option. On those days, I keep telling myself, "just keep breathing in and out, that's enough for today."