Had a moment of weakness today.  These therapy appointments I have leave me raw, vulnerable, and in a scramble.  They work better than any other sessions I've ever had in the past, but they are hard because I'm coming to terms with so much of my mental schema.  My car is old, I tried to start it and it gave me shit.  I lost my cool and I broke down, a woman noticed and talked to me a little, she was nice, but I couldn't help but feel more embarrassed.

Eventually I did calm down after talking a little with my therapist when she found out I had issues.  I let the emotions pass before I drove home since not doing so is pretty dangerous.

It's so annoying how I can get some days, now I feel fraudulent.  At least I'm recovering from this better than I used to, I'd rather find a silver lining to this fucking mess.