a Scarlet D

Last day of PHP and I’m growing increasingly sad about being done. I don’t know what I thought I was going to accomplish here but I guess I was hoping for some sort of miracle. I met some amazing people and got some great therapy out of the therapists.

I’m moving on to a day program next week which is fewer days, fewer hours. Eventually I will weave work back into that schedule. That frightens me more than anything else. I don’t believe that I’ve gotten any more prepared to return to work.

We’ll see how it goes.