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Dilettante's Diary: the internal dialogue of a hedonist bluestocking.

I am a dilettante. I know quite a bit about a lot of things, but I don't know enough to be an expert on anything. I have a very sensual, hedonistic nature, but I am also a thinker, and I aim one day to be worthy of the label 'bluestocking', despite its pejorative connotations.

This is my journal, which, delightfully enough, doesn't have to go wherever I go, but is accessible from nearly everywhere I am.

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Therapy Session 12/17/04

Today sucked at work. I made Kathleen cry. I actually lost my cool and said few words I shouldn't have. I feel like such an ass. I tracked her down sitting outside crying and having a smoke and I hugged her to me and apologized. She has such a big and tender heart, and I can't believe I hurt her so.

Work is 4 miles from my therapist's office. It took 40 minutes to get there. I left work 30 minutes prior, thinking I would have 15 or 20 minutes to visit the park and relax. I didn't.

I get there and Donna asks how I am doing. I told her that I am very stressed. She wanted to know what has changed in the past 2 weeks. So I told her about my grandfather and my sister and work.

At the close of our session she said she wanted me to focus on getting through the next two weeks. She said for New Year's she wuuld like to see me do something for myself, do something just for me, to give to myself, something to perhaps set a precedent for the year to come. I told her maybe I wuld go for a Swiss Shower, then told her all about it. She made notes.

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