First day

First day — 12/04/2015 after I had gone to see the GP about getting a referral back in June. Lots of old painful memories ripped open. I’m sure therapy will do a much better job of this.

The pain of not making any friends after my mom died–and the endless crap I got at U from those people. The pain of coming up to Waco and having so little go right with church and community and work.

On one hand, it’s easy to kind of push it under the rug and forget about it, and think everything is okay and normal. On the other hand, it all just seems obscenely absurd–that I have been trudging through my adult life feeling all broken and empty and unable to connect with the world around me.

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