Whose handwriting is this? I rarely recognize it as mine. I think it looks very masculine, because it doesn’t care if you can read it later.

Judith is going to be away for the entire month of August through Labor Day, and I don’t know how I’m going to deal with it, but I’m going to try to make a bunch of other appointments so I don’t lose momentum.

How about for a change I lie on my bed and feel sorry for myself and cry. Why am I so chronically depressed.

Had the first appointment with the new shrink, Judith. Not sure how I feel about her. She seems kind of harsh, I don’t know.

I can’t live like this anymore.