Letter writing part 2
Last night, I tried to finish the letter I started for my therapist. I was hoping it would stir up the same feelings as it did before but it didn’t. I guess I wasn’t in the same state of mind. Then I was thinking of typing up the letter I wrote to my therapist the other night, but am afraid that it will trigger the suicidal feelings that I have. The feelings are still kicking around, though they are not as powerful as they were the other night. It’s weird how they can be strong one night and non-existent the next. But as bad as those feeling were, I think my therapist will want to read my letter. I find it best to write a blog and then password protect it so no one else reads it and becomes concerned. I find that is the best way to expedite my letters to her as she doesn’t use email. She may be the last person on the planet that doesn’t use email on a regular basis. And because we don’t meet regularly, it’s hard to hand her stuff. The blog has worked out well as a go between.
I babysat my niece twice today because her father needed to go out. It was kind of good because I got to watch the ball game on the big screen TV they have. My team won so I will be having a shot of Patron later today. I watched the entire game and my foot is throbbing big time. I don’t know why sitting in a seated position causes me so much pain. I even had my foot up for a while but it still didn’t help with the pain. I am reclining now, on my bed, as I am typing this. My ankle still hurts but it’s not as bad as it was when the game ended two hours ago.
I had a BPD chat that I participated in this evening. It went really well and was really fast paced. There must have been 30 or so participants in the chat. At one point, someone got concerned and I think I missed the post. I got lost as I was trying to find out why this person wanted to be direct messaged. I couldn’t find it so I just didn’t respond to the tweet.
I just read that students at the University of Texas want to get rid of the statue of Jefferson Davis. First it was the American flag (all of whom were not born in the US) and now the Texans want to remove the South’s figure? Who the hell do they think they are?? I am for students protesting and not going along with the school but if they hated the statue, why the fuck did they go to that university when there are a million others?? And for the students that wanted to remove the National flag, why the hell did they come to this country?? As the saying goes, if you don’t like our flag, we’ll help you pack!! It just pisses me off. I know my country is falling apart when I see shit like this happen. I mean, I can kind of understand why they would want him gone. He was the president of the Confederacy but Texas is rich in Southern history, especially for the Confederacy. For those that don’t know American history, the Confederacy was the group of states that seceded from the Union during the Civil War. I hope the students DON’T friggen get their way. It’s important for this country to keep its history, however horrible it was.
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