I thought to myself, I’m such a moron. I can’t even keep my head straight and get one sentence out without stuttering or switching. This poor man is probably holding 10 different conversations. No wonder he doesn’t know what I’m talking about half the time cause half the time I’m switching so fast that I can’t keep up with myself. I feel bad for him sometimes having me as a client.
We were supposed to talk about the flashbacks I’ve been having but I freaked out and did the revolving door thing. I wonder if he’s going to tell me I babble too much and it frustrates him so it would be better if someone else tried to treat me. Part of me says that’s ridiculous but another part worries he’ll eventually get fed up with the revolving door thing. I guess too he doesn’t always know when I’ve switched so maybe he’s not as frustrated as I think he is or maybe I’m just worried because I know how messed up I feel and how hopeless I feel at times. Continue reading ‘Swimming In Negativity’
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