Better Days May Be Coming

I have honestly spent too much time blogging 4 blogabouts and backspacing them all.I even blogged my BFF and told her I couldnt blog!  What ya make of that? I began with the new quilt... then changed to the new grama stash I need to cut up.. that didnt work so I began chat about my Jerry springer family drama. CLIC on that one.... I decided that the only thing heavy on my mind is me. I am a pissed off person now. It doesnt matter how hard I try, I am. Its all inside I think. It feels like an evil to express it all. So I avoid it.
I went to see the new shrink yesterday. I didnt have any high hopes at all since my last 2 attempts failed miserably with one prozac happy doctor and the other wanting me to do breathing excercises with her. But I KNOW that I need help that I do not posess at this time. Lets call it waning strength for now.
As I entered her private eye kind of office, ( picture Colombo) I thought "oh wow, what have I done?" She greeted me with a hearty handshake, direct eye contact and asked WHY I was there. I promptly told her that I need help. With only one hour of a history lesson she summed it all up with "I think we can work well together.  I believe in direct action, do you want to come back?"
Alllrighty then I thought. I agreed to begin the journey with miss toughy pantz. She gave me homework! Homework? (hey its not touching my toes and breathing heavily so Ill try it). I am already on the third of my assignments and its getting tougher. Mostly because my homelife is not great. ( what an understatement). I dont know how much I can share here, or will... but I will try. I always say that which is no longer inside of me, can no longer hurt me. So we shall see. Funnily enough, we will meet again after the BIOPSY sept 9.... I have a very full schedule that day. Not on purpose, but it happened that way.
Now.... thanks for the nooner... I better get busy:)
LYG