Okay, here I sit at the desk with a mixed vodka drink, listening to some reggae while my baby boy plays on the couch taking his diaper off and giggling about it. Today was much more uneventful than I expected it to be. I forgot how awkward it is to speak to a stranger about your problems. Your quirks. Especially on the first visit where they don't really say much, they just sit and listen and nod their heads and look at every movement you make. My therapist was very nice, but it's going to take me some time to get used to someone random knowing about all my hidden secrets and feelings. I guess you can call me Mrs. Vulnerable today. My next appointment was supposed to be next week. She wants to see me weekly but I told her it wouldn't be possible due to our slim finances. So two weeks from now is when I see her next. Sigh. I'm scared and nervous at what she has to say to me....really scared. But what can I do? J and I were supposed to get together today o
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