I have a friend that asked me to make sure that I wasn't quitting therapy for the wrong reason.  That maybe there was something that I was avoiding, that I was getting close to going deeper.  Well, I went to my session and we had a great session.  My therapist definitely makes me think.  I am still working thru some of my thoughts from the session.

Yesterday, as I was trying to just deal with the Sabbath and the thoughts that brings up I was approaced by a neighbor regarding my nephew.  We had a good long talk.  After I left him, I went into the overflow and cried.  I prayed for strength to make it to Relief Society.  I wanted to go home, but my therapist always tells me to do the "opposite of what I want to do".  So, thankfully I had enough strength to go to Relief Society.  The lesson was on the Sacrament.  Probably one of the most sacred experiences next to the Temple that one can have.  I pondered.

I got home from church and proceeded to watch Forrest Gump.  Now, one might say that Forrest Gump is a pretty safe movie to watch.  However, it threw me into a flashback.  I cried as I suffered thru my flashback.  I did not want to do anything, I had no energy, it was all I could do to fix dinner, and even then we ate much later than I wanted.  I think that the day was just the perfect storm for me to have an emotional breakdown.