Conversing with Dr. Freud

In the span of three years, I find myself in a psychiatrist’s office once again. It’s sort of fun – you sit in a comfy chair and have a conversation with someone who can’t tell anyone else what you tell them, after which they give you helpful advice or help you reach conclusions about your problems. Psychiatrists are amazing people. I wonder if I should be worried about the fact that I’ve felt the need to see a psychiatrist in the span of three years. Maybe I just don’t like coping with my problems on my own…

Today was basically an introductory day. She asked all kinds of questions about my past and what I was there to see her for. My goal in seeing her is to try to figure out what I want from Charles to be able to be friends with him again. I hope it works out. My homework this week is to figure out my current relationship with Charles. I think it’s a lot better than on Monday, when I literally walked a different way in order to not greet him. Now, it seems like such a silly thing to do…