Decline

I just got back from a 5-mile run – which I decided to do after getting back from my first appointment with my new psychologist. I am taking the afternoon off from work. I’m just not in a good place to go in and deal with that shit. Things are not well.

As I am told is customary, there was no real hope of cure or plan of treatment offered at the first visit. I guess I am supposed to trust the system and try to cope as best I can in the interim. I have another four visits scheduled, and I am sure it will take more than that. Laura suggested I think about an inpatient option, and she might be right. I don’t know anymore.