Went to Devilles last night. Caught up with two of my besties, sang karaoke (London Calling, if you're interested), and actually laughed and smiled a bit. And I could actually handle a bit of a crowd - while focussing on only a couple of people, if you get my meaning.
Joburg said I seemed happier than she was expecting. It's the thing of seeing friends, I think.
The rest of the day was the usual mix of numb and anxious. One of the worst episodes was whether I had addressed a parcel correctly, with the right name on it and such. Whether it would get signed for, acceptable to Australia Post. Silly little things like that.
Still a mess. But, booked a second appointment with the new shrink for the 14th. Hmm, isn't that Bastille Day?
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