I have so much I want to say but it's all a bit overwhelming. If I start I'm scared I won't stop. That I'll open the floodgates/ Pandora's Box/ some other over used metaphor. Add to that the fact that I seem to be losing my words. The tools that keep me going. I hope someone is getting a kick out of this because there's not much enjoyment in it for me.
For the next 10 days I'm going to write down all the things I think of that fuck up my head and then share them with my counsellor when we meet.
I can't even think of an interesting way to finish this post. So I'll leave it there. And go to bed.
