Day Seven

Today started rough; it's been difficult for me in the mornings for the last three or fours days now. I'm sleepy even though I'd had good sleep the night before and I'm quite depressed. Today my wife joined me in a session with Dr. Sargent and Chris at 8:30 am. I knew that I'd be in a vulnerable state but I also knew that I'd be less likely to gloss over things with my usual charm. I was uncomfortable but I felt I'd get to the heart of things inside in less time. I short, it was deemed that I should generally try to push against my unwillingness to do certain things so that I could see that I'm capable of more than I think. At the time, of course, I was resistant to the idea and also the idea of therapy continuing beyond my sessions right now. Later on in the morning, about an hour and a half after the morning session, I told Chris that I could undertake a once a week therapy course after my stay at Day Treatment. She was astounded by my change of mind. I reminded her that my mood improved as the day wore on. That's why I don't think that having therapy sessions in the afternoon would give accurate information about my inner feelings. Those feelings are much closer to the surface in my vulnerable, morning mood.
After all that, Drumming was fun today and, of course, it was Friday. It's been a long time since I looked forward to the weekends. I hope next week goes a little better.