I am slipping. I am slipping and I feel it, I see it, and part of me does not care. It feels like some sort of weird comfort to revert back to old habits. It is easy.

I am struggling. I don’t know what to do. My therapist and therapy in general are not helping. She (my therapist) is going on a 8 week long break anyway so that support will be gone. I might as well get used to it now, which is one of the reasons I am deciding not to go back to therapy. I know right now with the thoughts in my head is not the best time to quit, but I feel that, sometimes, therapy makes it worse. It brings up all the bad stuff I do not want to think about, all the stuff that I try desperately to ignore and push away.

I am slipping and I don’t know what to do. I have tried so hard to be better. I want to give up. I am exhausted from trying.