i’ve been feeling creatively retarded these last few days.
my mind has been on overdrive with everything i need to do.
i barely sleep because i’m constantly thinking of what’s next.
i’ve been trying to remember what dr. turner taught me.
on days that i have no creative energy,
i take a day(s) to figure things out.
i started my new journey in finding another therapist…
it was overwhelming.
for my last therapist,
i called my insurance company and they gave me a list of numbers.
he was the first one i called.
he told me to hit up “psychology today” for my next therapist.
i went on there this morning to start november off right and:
It was kind of overwhelming.
All these faces.
All these different skills.
All these thoughts of finding the right one.
for this week,
i’ll send 3 therapists from off that site an email.
if i don’t hear from anyone by friday,
i’ll call my insurance company and play:
“Eenie Meenie Miney Moe”
…and whatever number i land on,