I would say I just got home from counseling, but I actually did that over two hours ago. Since then, I have been searching for the perfect tablecloth. Well, actually for six perfect tablecloths. Like people, perfect tablecloths do not exist.
Counseling was good. We laughed a lot. My counselor and I always laugh a lot. I suppose occasionally, I cry a lot. But not really very much. I usually save all my hard crying for when I am alone. Sharing joy is always the hardest for me, so it makes sense I laugh most with my counselor.
She was mighty glad to hear about my life. I have decided to go see her again soon because I figure all this happiness and love in my life puts me at great risk for freakouts. You know, self-sabotage, running away, hiding under my desk. My desk is actually big enough to hide underneath, so I will try to do that one first if I must choose among them.
She did ask me what my ideal scenario for relationships was. I told her I think we already passed that up, so it was going to be hard to set goals. So we thought about it and came up with more great ideas to work towards.
Today was another really good day, which means tomorrow will probably be hard. It always seems to be a roller coaster for me, but I have decided to try to look at it differently on the days when I have anxiety. I will focus on how nice it is to have something that keeps me needing to talk to God all day. That is sure to rile up any and all of my enemies.
Yes, to this day whenever Moses is read a veil lies over their hearts. But when one turns to the Lord, the veil is removed. Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit. – 2 Corinthians 3:15-18