I got the appointment over and done with this afternoon, not much came of it really. I told her about how bad I’ve been feeling and some more about the crappy experiences I had at work, which she seemed quite upset about. On a personal level I think it makes her sad to hear what I have to say, especially about the way people have made me feel about myself. I don’t really like it when she looks at me all concerned. Anyway, I have another appointment with her next week to try and challenge these negative thoughts that I wrote down. I don’t fancy doing that much because I just cannot believe the alternatives to the things I wrote, I feel as though I’d just be burying my head in the sand.
When I got back today, my mum told me that she is going to France for a couple of days with her boyfriend to look at this house of his, they were meant to be going for a week earlier in the month but she changed her mind because she didn’t want to leave me alone She asked me if I wanted to go, and although I am scared about going somewhere where I cannot easily get home if I wanted to, I’ve never been out of this country before so that would be nice. There isn’t long for me to decide if I want to go or not, hmm what to do…