It was weird, today. I didn't have to go to therapy, for the first time in... a while. I mean, there have been weeks where I didn't go, but those were weeks in-between sessions, and I knew there was a session the week after, or another session coming up soon. I mean, I knew I… Continue reading In Which Tracy’s Finished With Therapy
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In Which Tracy Stops To Smell The Flowers
When I got out of therapy on Tuesday (tear-stained, and annoyed that I didn't have a cloth with me to clear my glasses properly) I was supposed to be walking home. I'd forgotten that I needed to head into ASDA to get bread and eggs and things, so that I didn't, y'know. Die from malnutrition… Continue reading In Which Tracy Stops To Smell The Flowers
In Which Therapy’s Really Starting To Piss Tracy Off
So, I had an therapy appointment this morning at 9am. The last time I saw my therapist was in January. I had an appointment after that, at the end of January, but she had to cancel it on the day. Luckily, that appointment was in the afternoon, and she called me up in the morning… Continue reading In Which Therapy’s Really Starting To Piss Tracy Off
In which Tracy comes full cycle
Tomorrow is Hogmanay. (In non-Scots speak: New Year's Eve.) This time last year, I was in the exact same place as I am this year, except this year I weigh a lot lot more, so I feel that my use of the phrase "mean cycle" is justified. So, this is what keeps on happening to… Continue reading In which Tracy comes full cycle