October 31st, 2005

life begins - me

(no subject)

Y'know, it turns out that crying in front of a stranger (albeit a qualified psychologist), driving in really bright sunlight, circling carparks looking for a space and then coming into an office with insanely bad lighting can give you a headache. Whoddathunkit?

Session went... well, I think. Norman and I agreed that I need help, we disagreed on what kind of help. He thinks sleeping tablets will help, I don't - been there, tried it, suffered the side effects. We'll see.

So now I'm insanely headachey and really tired to boot. Two people other than me have pumpkins carved, one person other than me has got a costume with them but decided not to put it on because no one else had bothered. And crabbit faced "I don't believe in Hallowe'en" is somehow on the same breaks as me. Wonderful.