I know I said I would post twice and didn’t. I’m sorry. I didn’t expect that playing ref between our puppy and the dog we’re fostering would have been so all consuming.
I’m not going to lie… I’m not looking forward to group therapy. I’m incredibly nervous to start working on my exposure therapy. I get to go into the way-back machine and deal with some inner demons.
Sounds all fun, doesn’t it?
Yeah, I don’t think so either.
I know that it’s going to be painful… it has to be. I don’t know how I feel about it.
I said I was going to jump in head first… but I’m still scared.
Fuck it. I can’t continue to be afraid. I need to get through this. It will make me a stronger person.=