Today was the day
12/03/2001 07:02 p.m.
Well, today was the day I was suppose to have my first real therapy session. I went to bed kind of looking forward to getting this help that I guess I need.
And I woke up before my alarm went off and just laid there. I felt good to know that I was going to get help for the things I don't like feeling.
Well, the phone rang. I heard my mom talking, and then she walked to my door and I knew what she was going to say before she said it.
"Ryan, your appointment is cancelled."

Now, I have barely told anyone I started therapy, and I don't know if they told her what it was for, so that just made me all the more upset.

So my good day fell apart, before I even got out of bed, what a great way to start the week.
I am currently Disillusioned