Today is a better day.  My mind is more clear, hopefully that means that the medications are starting to work.  I feel like such a burden on others, Jade, Bishop Wittwer, Jed, and my kids.  Yesterday was a hard day.   As soon as I walked in yesterday from work, Maddie got up from the computer, and gave me a huge hug.  I needed that.  She even gave me a hug after I got home from my 2nd job.  It truly was just what I needed.  Heavenly Father touched her little heart enough to do for me what she could. 

I am nervous to go to my session on Saturday.  I have no idea what is ahead of me this week when it comes to Jade.  With all of my crazy texts, we evidently have a lot to talk about. 

I want to talk about me.  I want to talk about my bipolar, I want to talk about what to expect, how do I know if I am going down the wrong road.  I want to process my letter to my abuse, and I want to process chapter 7 of healing my inner child.  I want something to make sense.  I want Jade to help me to make sense of all of my confusion.