Well, tomorrow is THE day I have my appt with the Psychotherapist. At
first I was just consumed with fear, but my feelings have changed to
"hope" and a little anxiety about it. I guess that is a positive thing. I
cannot believe how I have let myself go on a downward spiral after the
incident of my daughter's sv* It gets a little worse every day. When I first
came to this site, my emet was a pretty stable 2 or 3, but since the
upclose experience with the sv* v* I can't seem to get myself back down
or pick myself back up. I read some people's post's about not even being
able to eat or leave the house and it breaks my heart, but also I am so
thankful I am not at that level. But I feel if I don't get help, one day I will
be. I can feel myself obsessing and becoming irrational, now I am to the
point if I look in on my daughter in her sleep and I see her "stir" or move I
am gripped with panic and I have to back away. What a horrible thing to
be afraid of a sleeping child.