this is from a bit ago- I *think* it's straight-out-of-camera, but today I was at my last session with my psych and didn't get time to take a picture.
Wrapping up was interesting. I've fluctuated from completely normal to suicidal over the period of time I've spread my six sessions; she reckons that, her diagnosis of PTSD aside, since I'm clearly "highly intelligent" I'll figure out my own coping mechanisms. And... well... I have. This is one of them. But there are days it's still difficult to keep going.