I don't know when she popped out, truly I don't.
I can hardly get work done these past few weeks. My old trick of looking at the man in the mirrors isn't working either. She has come around and is determined not to leave. Maybe I am simply unaware I need her help, she has always protected me in the past. I love her, and maybe I should let her stay.
If she is not liked and excepted it would surly mean the streets for me. Winter is coming on, it will be too cold outside. I found one of my Ex's therapists but haven't been able to bring myself to write him. He's nothing short of genius. He orchestrated 3 other doctors to get my Ex free of her meds so she could start her 'Self-talk' work. I know he would and could help me. This is my step into the 'outdoors'.
If I could find her cork and put her back maybe I could last until she is no longer needed. But that I know will never be. This is my lavender fog.