Thursday - 28 February 2013
I’ve never really been a morning person but since the major op, starting treatment and obviouly cancer, mornings are starting even later and I feel very Garfield-ish. “I would like mornings better if they started later, like after noon.”
Talked mainly about TV shows with my counsellor today. Sounds like an odd topic but it also makes sense in the grand scheme of my confused and battling mind. We touched on my frustrations with dad, issues with mom and my general spiral towards acting out brought on by mirtazapine. Apparently I’m very clued in to my own mental and physical state. Not sure if that’s entirely a good thing.