Today has been so strange...
It started off with a call last night at 11pm. Guess who? My therapist. She has never called me that late, EVER.
She first tells me that she cannot meet with me this morning because she is taking her kids to the zoo. I let it process and I told her it was fine. She said she would call me today between 12pm and 1pm.
It is now 4pm and she has not called.
I'm not sure whether to keep waiting or just go on with my week? Right now I'm leaning towards just going on. Hopefully we can meet next week.
My dad has been very stressed out lately. We are trying to sell our house and find a new one to move into. He just sprung this on us last Saturday, so my splits have been freaking out ever since. I'm just trying to hold us all together, so my freaking out hasn't started quite yet. Anyway, he has been yelling a whole lot more lately and it is starting to scare me... He has been doing so good lately by keeping his mood in check and walking into another room if he gets too angry to be around people. But for the last week he hasn't been doing so well with that. I can't even count how many times he has already yelled today.
So I have been hiding out in my room. One of my splits started a project so my room is a little messy...but it looks pretty neat so far.
I woke up with several deep cuts in my arms this morning. That hasn't happened for at least two or three years now. One of them keeps bleeding a little but other than that they aren't bad. I will just have to wear long sleeves for the next couple of days.
I'm so excited to find all these blogs of people who have DID also! It is like I have found a whole new world that I can totally understand and relate to. It feels like I was adopted into a singleton family and I have just found my "birth" family, if that makes sense...
Not much else to report, so I guess I will end today's post.