Shattered

I am absolutely shattered, my therapist has put me forward to join a psychodynamic therapy group when I finish with her, and today I had an interview with the leader of the group on order to find out if I am suitable and would gain from attending the group. This meant an hour interview with a stranger, talking over my history as a result I am absolutely drained. I find this happens every time i have therapy or have to speak about myself for any period of time. It is also draining when you have it pointed out how ill you have been, but the positive thing is she told me my therapist is pleased with the effort I have been making. Its hard sometimes to realise what progress I have made.

Despite being so tired on my way home I did manage to walk two blocks of a busy street as Dad made a detour to get some bread.

Now I am drained physically and mentally, curled up on the sofa hoping not to have to move for sometime.