Well, today it's been 11 months here.
Very weird and sad, but I think I will be okay.
I took fourth place in the poker final, not too bad for still a relative beginner.
I went for my second session of counseling yesterday, and I really like my therapist. She is good, and I think it will be helpful. We talked about how I am learning to put up boundaries and be more honest about my feelings, especially if something frustrates me. This process is kind of scary, but I'm also proud of myself.
We are also trying to figure out why I seem to have this need to be seen or not be invisible, even though I don't need to be the center of attention all the time. I think it comes from the fact that I have been hidden from people, sometimes literally, my whole life. There is also a need to be necessary. More comments as the journey continues.
There's a lot that I could say but not much more that I actually feel like writing down right now. More will come shortly, I'm pretty sure.
Be well, everyone.