Been doing some reading over my diaries from the past, found some interesting entries. One when i was 11 weighing up the pros and cons of killing myself at age 11 and a half or so. a little freaky, also my reactions to mum and dads divorce my diagnosis with turners and stuff. my insecurities during high school it was interesting. I dunno, we seem to be doing some intense work i have seen her once a week for a long time and at the moment it is twice i don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, it may be that we are making some fast and positive progress, which would be good - but i dunno. She seems to be reassuring me about this though, so i am guessing it is a good thing. Mum and I are giving each other space which is a good thing. my psychiatrist seems to be focusing on that relationship a lot at the moment because it is quite a strange one a little suffocating for me at any rate. which SHE at least understands so i think it is helping me. It is good to have someone to listen to me while i get back on my feet. Doesn't mean i am a freak or a complete retard or psychotic i just have some issues i need to work through. Anyways, getting late, time to head to bed.