A fellow foster kid. A rare thing to have in common, huh?
Well, we made it though that, we can make it though this, right? It's still hard to not relate those same feelings of loss of family to the feelings rearing their ugly head now.
Because it seems I'm on the verge of tears at almost every moment, I just called two "marriage friendly therapists" to see if I can get an appointment for IC. I left messages for both and cried the whole time. Then I cried when I got off the phone. And now i'm crying as I type this.
I am just NOT handling all of this well despite my desire to and knowledge that I CAN get through it.
Just got a call from one therapist and have an appointment for Monday at 1. Oh please let this be helpful and productive.
