I think part of my funk is not having therapy. It was the anchor to my week--knowing I always had plans on Thursday. Now I can't keep track of what day it is. Even American Idol isn't helping me keep track.
I feel a bit blah. Even though Dr. Lisa agreed that I am doing well and am in a really good place that I don't need another therapist right off. It's the end of my routine, though, and I love a good routine.
meh.
what if this is as good as it gets?
2 comments:
Poor honey! I hope it gets better really quickly.
Maybe you can make a standing date with yourself to do something special on Thursday.
Maybe you should try to find another planned activity for Thursday. Maybe that will help.
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