be the one who stands up and shocks the system

[amand_r]

1. GAH.

ME: Blah blah blah.
THERAPIST: Blah blah BLAH blah. ::eyebrows::
ME: Blah Blah. ::wavey hands::
THERAPIST: AH HAH. THERE IT IS!
ME: Whut?
THERAPIST: There's your problem! Your issue!
ME: ::smacks head:: GODDAMMIT.
THERAPIST: Ha ha ha! Found it! NOW YOUR REAL THERAPY CAN BEGIN.
ME: SHITBEARS!
THERAPIST: YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD HIDE IT.
ME: SHUT UP, RAFIKI.
THERAPIST: Same time next week?
ME: Yes please.


2. MBABB IS AT 137,350. That sounds impressive until you realise that on 6/27 I had 125,242, so this month I have only done 12,108 on it. SHITBEARS.

3. I'm going to start taking my prozac at night and see if that doesn't cure my exhaustion during the day.

4. Because I can't leave well enough alone, the current ep I'm working on:

They both jumped into the SUV and Maggie started the car, turning the heater on full blast. It hadn't been off long enough to have completely cooled down and the warmth spread across Lois's hose-covered legs. Bliss.

"Lo," Maggie said, tucking the tickets into the sun visor, "please tell me you packed denims or some other heavy work trousers."

Lois shrugged. "I have slacks and a pair of coveralls."

Maggie sighed. "Okay, we have a little bit of time, and the Quay is open." She pointed to the hulking shopping arena that boasted hundreds of outlet stores. "Lois Habiba, you need to dress for a mess."

"Dress for a mess," Lois deadpanned as she pulled her shit coffee from the cup-holder and took a sip. Absence did not make the tongue grow fonder. Maggie started the SUV and pulled out of the Wightlink lot.

"I bet they have a Starbucks," Maggie sang.

Lois gestured at the windshield with the cup. "Sally forth, my good woman."

That is all.

ETA: IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME.

Comments

[heddychaa.livejournal.com]

1. OH GOD THERAPISTS. Mine once made me give a Very Stern Lecture to an empty chair, and at the start I was like "what the hell are we doing, I feel silly, this is dumb" and by the end I was all "baw-haw-haw-haw-haw" crying and she was "we made good progress today!" HOW DO THESE THINGS HAPPEN!

2. I WANT TO READ YOUR FIC JFKLDJFKLDS I LOVE YOUR WITTY BANTER JFKDLSJFKSDL WITTY<3

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

This therapist made me roleplay my husband and I was all, "Yeah whatevs" and then I SAID ALL THIS SHIT I NEVER THOUGHT OF BEFORE.

THIS BASTARD FERRETED OUT MY THING. GODDAMN IT.

OH THE FIC. THE FIC. WHAT WAS I THINKING, DOING 14 EPISODES?

[neifile7.livejournal.com]

BRAKE THRUUUU. Huh?

Glad it was good for you.

Sally forth, love, and hurry back. :)

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

SALLY FORTH is the best phrase ever.

[zsazsa4168.livejournal.com]

Therapist: Go on.
ME: Don't want to.
Therapist: *poke* Go. On.
ME: No thanks.
Therapist: Go now. It's important.
ME: If I'm paying you, how come I have to do all the hard work?
Therapist: Don't change the subject.
Me: *dissolves in tears*

And don't get me started on the drugs. But I'm trying to break a cycle here, for my kids, so I endure.

I can't tell you how much I envy you that you can write lots of words and have so many of them turn out so pretty.

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

HAAAHAHAHAHAA I plan on going off these drugs as soon as possible.

Oh bah words words. THEY NEED TO COME EASIER.

[cruentum.livejournal.com]

I can't tell you how much I envy you that you can write lots of words and have so many of them turn out so pretty.

Oh god, word!

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

IT'S ALL DONE WITH MIRRORS.

[valancy-joy.livejournal.com]

word on the words! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORDSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!

I was supposed to be much farther along than I am now (and I've been hijacked by a quickie on the side story, the bastard)

hope things are improving a bit. I miss seeing you around...

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

so far, I haven't felt like napping, so all is getting better today!

[valancy-joy.livejournal.com]

baby steps, bb!! ((hugs))

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

YAY! I SAW YOU GOT SIDETRACKED BY MERLIN@ FOR SHAME.

[valancy-joy.livejournal.com]

that Morgana is an evil bitch and will not let me quit her. besides, I think you have to write an AU boarding school story before they will let you in the fandom :P LOLOLer ever after...

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

haaahahahahaha.

[noveldevice.livejournal.com]

I think I probably need therapy. But who has time. :/ Later. Later.

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

OH GOD YEAH. IT EATS A WHOLE HOUR OUT OF THE MIDDLE OF MY DAY.

I'm not even joking. Sometimes I'm like, "Bleaugh. I could be writing."

[noveldevice.livejournal.com]

It's not just that, it's how...I have all this other stuff to worry about. I can't actually start working on my real issues. I don't have the emotional space, you know? Like, I don't feel safe enough right now to do more than kind of keep pushing it to the back.