I graduated from group therapy yesterday. I'm happy and sad at the same time that it's over. Sad because it gave me a reason to shower and dress in the morning...somewhere to go with a purpose. Happy because now I don't have to go, because it's been a long journey.
I have an appointment with my therapist this morning. It's always good to see J and have someone I can tell any and everything to without being judged. Even when I'm suicidal. I'm not. I feel much better.
Two months ago my 4th (I think) cousin B passed away. That hit hard, because I love her grandma. I didn't really know her, but it still hit hard. Her grandma N said she either overdosed or killed herself.
B had a twin brother named E. Last Wednesday E was found by his car curled up in the fetal position. He had died in that position. What caused his death is unknown. My parents took his death even harder. That's two cousins in two months.
My parents were here with me when we got the news of E. Both of my parents are so worried about me. It brought home what my death would do to them. As well as how many people would be effected by the trickle down effect.
Please pray for N to be able to find the strength of loosing both of her grandchildren.
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