I got a new therapist, this is my third one this year, and quite frankly I am annoyed at the fact I keep getting pushed to someone new. I liked my last two therapists and this one seems nice but I don't care much for here and I had for my last two. I had really liked my second one, she was much more like a mother than anything else and I was comfortable around her; but she apparently had finished her internship at WSU and was on to her own practice now.
I am tired all the time now, its been about a year that I have been beyond tired, and no matter how much sleep I get I never feel any better.
I miss my boy friend everyday, there is never a day that I do not cry over how much I miss him. I spent the 4th of July with him and since then I cry over how much I miss him. I think I may have grown overly attached, seeing as I have had bad relationships in the past and this is my first really healthy one. Everyday is a struggle not to cry, and my anti-depression meds that are suppose to curb my emotions feel like that are not working anymore, even though I got the amount I am taking up-ed.
Over all this summer has been tiresome and slowly becoming more miserable. But the one get thing it that I have gotten my second tattoo, its a large Celtic tree of life on my left shoulder blade. The artist did very well and it looks very clean. I love tattoos and have a dozen or so more planned out for the rest of my life. I want to be covered in Celtic knots one day.
