I knew when I started down the road towards therapy a few months back that I wasn't going to like a lot of the work that would result. I was afraid of the work. I don't like it when people are upset with me - typical child of an alcoholic stuff. Ah, yet another tale of woe - not really or at least not anymore.

Laughing is good. Thought I would share.
The road for the next little bit will be a tough one. Laughing at the unexpected and the difficult will help. Laughing at myself will be essential.
Goals:
1. Keep breathing (still).
2. Keep moving forward - the only way through is forward.
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