Its therapy day again, time for me to go and either A. talk myself crazy B. Be very jitterly or C. stare at her for 50 minutes. It seems like its either one of those lately, usually its my fault, I dont like to talk to people. I guess that’s why I keep this blog. I really dont care what people think about me online, hell until just recently noone even knew who I was online. But therapy is one of those necessary evils I guess, along with medication. I hate taking my medication, I always seem to forget about it.