I've had a crappy couple of days...
I think I have been holding back from telling how I really have been doing the past few days.
My splits have gone mad, crazy, insane, whatever you want to call it. They won't stop screaming at each other. The great system we had is shot, gone, beaten, down the tube, whatever you want to call it.
I'm not out long enough to even know what day or time it is right now. Good thing my alarm clock tells me both.
Which means I have a therapy session tomorrow. I bet my T is going to be soooo happy...not.
And to top it all off - I tried to talk to my mom this morning, but when I got up, she wasn't home. Then when she got home, she had to leave again. Then I had to leave and I just barely got home, so I still haven't had the chance to talk with her. I'm going to try really hard to do it this week. I just hope my splits have calmed down by then.
I should be stressed out by this point but I'm not. I think that is a little strange... Has anybody had their splits scream at each other before for more than a day? Do you have any suggestions on how I should get mine to stop? I've run out of idea's at this point. And I bet my T won't know what to do tomorrow either.