Today my therapist and I talked about the moon, laser beams, lamborghini's, lightening, my favorite memory, quantum physics, and Beatniks. At one point while I was "letting my emotions sink into the furniture" I actually got a body high. But it was more like the tired feeling I had in my 3 months of deep depression phase. I felt so tired, and every sense was misconstrued, but it was still something else.
I feel like i'm lying to him by saying i'm letting things go because I don't think I can.
I don't think it's as easy as visualizing a colour to change my mood, or letting them "sink" out of me.
Maybe i'm cynical? Maybe i'm a masochist and like the emotional pain? IDFK.
All I know is that on saturday I will go to the beach with a group of wonderful people, do all the normal things I do as a senior in Miami, and then come home to a bed that is always forgiving of my time away.
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