littlebit410427's Journal

This afternoon, I was finally able to talk to a live human being, even if I was paying for it. I had my individual session for the month, and I really don't think I could have lasted much longer. Since what happened to me last Wednesday, I have been crying out for someone to listen. It obviously didn't happen at group therapy on Monday, so I've still been very angry and scared. Most of the time, all alone. I'm unable to stay on DS too long because physically I can't stand the pain of sitting in one place for too long. My main communication comes through my friends talking to me on the phone. By now, most of them are tired of hearing from me and ignore the calls. Oh well, I guess it's true when they say "You live alone, you die alone."