Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

Since Therapist decided to lengthen the time between sessions I think it’s important that I begin to keep a journal again. I haven’t had time for all the hand writing. I type so much faster. So this is where I’ll do it. Sometimes I’ll make no sense. Sometimes I’ll make too much. Sometimes my words will only be perceptions, wishes, whims, and fantasies. Sometimes what I write will be true, sometimes it won’t be. Who’s to say? All I can do is write what I think, what I say, what I go through, and what I know to be true for me. All the day to day mundane and minute to minute drollery. Sometimes my life is fascinating. Other times, not so much. For now…

Yours Always,

Haven