Therapy

Today was my first day of therapy, well, kinda. My real therapist was supposed to be here on Tuesday, but I was informed (today, in first block) that she has cancer, and she was getting a surgery. So today they had a replacement therapist, just to talk to me and tell me what’s up with my real therapist.

And now I’m at lunch, no one is forcing me to eat. My stomach is hurting in pain, but a good kind of pain, because at least I feel something, instead of nothing.

Anyways, I was basically in class for about 20 minutes tops. And we have block scheduling, so each class is 90 minutes. So I missed a whole hour of class. That’s okay, I had geometry, and I hate geometry.

So I went to class, got called out of class for therapy, then went back to class, and then left again for girls circle.

And so now I’m bored, and trying to keep my mind off food, and so I’m going to tell you about it. (girl’s circle that is)

So girl’s circle is a group of girls that get called out of class every Friday, and just talk about collage, and futures, and serious stuff, like depression. But we also play fun games and have fun.

And so today we played kind of a game. First we were in a circle and then Beth (the adult in charge) said something, like, “I have a sibling” then we step into the circle, to see what we had in common with other people. And then we got paired up, and then they gave us subjects to talk about, then share with the rest of the group. The first one was what were we embarrassed for, like, a moment in our lives. I told about the time I peed my pants in 2nd grade, (the teacher wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom, and I had the bladder of a squirrel) and then we told about something that we were ashamed of. (I told about my F I got on a Spanish quiz) and then we told about a moment in our lives that we thought we couldn’t do something, but we did. (I told about the American Gothic Parody with a zebra and a flamingo, which I did really good in.)

And then we went back to the table and just talked. First we talked about how was our week, and then something that we were proud of ourselves for this week. For the proud one, I told about fighting my depression, and that I had my first session of Therapy today. They didn’t really say anything, they just sat there and said, “good” I think they were a little shocked.