October 9th, 2006


Of zombies and girl crushes

I hardly slept at all, so I'm pretty zombie-like right now. Sorry if this makes even less sense than usual.

I started therapy today. My dad drove me and went in with me. I was told to go wait in the "living room", where other people were already sitting and talking. Yeah, great. I tried to blend into the wallpaper for ten minutes, and then someone came to tell the newbies to go into Room 1. My dad left at that point.

We proceeded to be introduced to Group 1. It's the starting group. After three weeks you move on to Group 2, and three weeks after that to Group 3.

Group 1 has about 30 people. 5 of us were new, but Salem* had been in therapy there before, and the other three women knew each other previously from being admitted to the Crisis Center of the same hospital.

We only had a starting meeting with the whole group, and then we newbies had several informational sessions. Salem didn't talk to anyone, and the other three only talked amongst themselves. I was pretty much on my own.

That sucked.

Luckily, I looked pathetic enough for one of the women, Geralda*, to ask me to sit with them during one of the breaks. They accepted me into their little group after that. Yay!

The other two women are called Libby* and Maggie*. All of them are older than me, although Libby is only 26.

I sat with them for lunch and all the sessions after that.

We didn't really do anything useful today.

Oh, and I'm pretty sure the only other punky girl in the department has a girl crush on me. She kept smiling at me and even told me to give her a call if I ever wanted to go out. *Blinks* I feel kind of flattered.

Anyway, that was sort of random and not very thorough, but I'm so very tired. I'll try to write something better tomorrow.

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*Fictitious names