Fairing well

Today, I am semi normal. I saw a Councillor yesterday and holy shit, did she ever put what is going on into perspective. I realize that I am fairing pretty well considering the chaotic world I am immersed in at the moment. She gave me a copy of the notes taken during the session, that is new to me. The only caveat on that is she said not to read it before bed. I may start a binder...I can make it a coffee table book for everyone to read and critic, to get a glimpse into my life since I can't open up to them face to face. When I am having a bad day, I can pull this binder out and without saying a word slap it down on the coffee table and think of where I have been or have come from. Read the goals and list of things that is supposed to bring me tranquility and maybe even try to achieve a few. Reality is, I will probably save all of these notes and hide them away until 10-15 years from now, I find them in a move and think to myself, 'Ah, remember that time you had a fucking melt down? Glad that is over'

She gave me homework, to think about what Quiet and Safety mean to me.