I finally picked up the phone to call my therapist at 4:30 today. For at least an hour I debated calling him. When I finally did the office had stopped answering their phones. He’s there until 6pm though but I was unable to get through.
For the first time in quite awhile I feel lonely. In addition to lonely I feel desperate, troubled, anxious, afraid and tormented.
I feel tormented by my thoughts, so much so I become desperate to make them stop. I feel troubled because there’s something just behind my eyes that I’m about to remember but it won’t quite come forward. It’s almost as if I already know it but I’m fighting it tooth and nail. I’m anxious so I pace and I’m afraid to go to sleep. I want everything but I’m satisfied with nothing. Most things seem futile. Continue reading ‘Tormented’
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