I’m the problem, it’s me

I’m the problem, it’s me

I had therapy today and I just didn’t want to talk. She started early and things just got worse. I just couldn’t think of anything I wanted to say or talk about. I didn’t make an appointment for next week. She was ok with this. Before ending, she said that this was all about me. All I could think about was Taylor’s song “I’m the problem it’s me”.

I took a nap after therapy. I was up most of the night due to insomnia and pain. My foot acted up just as I laid down around 8 last night and then after I put a sock on to warm it up, it got really painful when it was warm. I kept the sock on because I knew the temp of my foot would go down again. It was hurting this morning when I woke up. I got up about a half hour before I was to have my advising appointment. That lasted literally five minutes. She was telling me the psych class I want to take in the fall is changing to a 200 level so I might have problems registering. I hope not. I want to take classes on Tue/Thurs next fall. I will just pick another class if it doesn’t fit my schedule.

I wanted to read psych today and I think I am going to do it after I take my night meds. All I had to eat today was Ben and Jerry’s cherry Garcia and some Cheetos puffs. I’m not really hungry today and I am stressed out over therapy.

Last night I looked at a different dental place to possibly get my teeth extracted because they are broken. I got a call this morning. I wasn’t in the mood to talk today so I will call tomorrow for an appointment. I’m getting tired of my tongue hurting because it keeps brushing against the broken tooth.