I had my session today to see Joanne. I planned on going to TheI had my session today to see Joanne. I planned on going to The Great Frog when my session was over to pick up the custom ring I had made. I have been waiting 3 weeks for it and was excited to get my hands on it. I saw it Thursday, but for some reason when it was made it was made in the wrong size and had to be resized. My session was interesting, starting of with Joanne being busy. She was in the middle of dealing with a crisis and came to me telling me that she would be with me shortly. I didn’t know how long it would take, crisis is pretty serious so it would have taken any amount of time. I paced the hall before finally settling and pulling out the GRE book and trying to do work. I knew that the moment I made my self comfortable and sat down she would come out looking for me. I had about five minutes to look things over and answer a question or two before she came. When I sat down I asked her if the counselor at my school contacted her, I knew the answer before she said anything to me. She said that I shouldn’t obsess about it and that the information wouldn't’ really change the treatment and sessions. She just would have more information about me, that’s all. She said also that if anything was really important she knows I would have remembered it. I vaguely remember what was on it, I know I don’t have ADD that's for sure. It made me a little frustrated that she said that though. I really was hoping she’d get it and say oh I know how to help you with this and treat me. I know that for as long as I can remember I have been a nervous person, and in some situations overly depending on the situation. Tests do not make me feel calm, and standardized tests make me shit bricks. As I said to Joanne, I don’t do well on standardized tests. She told me that that is due to anxiety and I don’t doubt it. It makes so much sense. I spoke to her about some other things, like my father since my mother and I were talking about him while he was out.
My father seems to not think, but this is not something out of the ordinary. My mother told me that the woman on the second floor, her daughter, he waits to talk to her. She tends to have her daughter with her and my father gives her candy and talks to her. The other day my father went to the bakery and also picked up a cookie for the child, my mother asked who it was for and after my father said, she said that he should be careful because they may see what he is doing in a negative way. My father was confused by this and after my mother said they might view it as him being a pedophile he got upset. She said that she knows that that isn’t what he was trying to do, and he stopped. Best to avoid any problems now than later especially since her brothers are nuts. The other thing is he was being horribly verbally abusive which almost led me to push him into the tv. He was telling my mother to shut the fuck up, because he wasn’t happy with her telling him to help clean. He was being ridiculous. She has told him to clean and he didn’t want to. One of her friends from grammer school she hasn’t seen in probably forty years. I was running around doing everything and couldn’t clean the table as well since I am mopping, and running laundry.
When I left the session I went over to The Great Frog. I spoke to Jessica as I walked to the train, the shop, and back again before heading home to have dinner with my mother and her friend Nicky. He looked like Stan Lee. I wanted to snap a picture of him in the worst way and post it on facebook saying oh Stan Lee came over for dinner. When he left I asked Jessica if she wanted to go grocery shopping. She didn’t because she was drunk. I just said to her that she has a problem. Her response was “Duh.”
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