Don’t know why I feel compelled to tell you this, but it makes sense doesn’t it? Telling you guys will almost certainly guarantee that someone out there knows what I’m going through and can help me out, even if it’s “just” through words on a message board.
I’m going to my first session of therapy this morning. It’s only an evaluation session, so I can’t count on getting help for sure, but I really do think I’ll get it.
I’m a little apprehensive about it though. Some of you know what happened last time I tried to get help (for a different matter). Evil Bitch From Hell crushed me (lets not talk about that anymore, shall we, I’d like to suppress it as much as possible). I’m afraid they’ll tell me that I don’t belong there, that I’m not in serious trouble and that I should just lay off the constant snacking and I’ll be fine.
Anyway, wish me luck or something.