I just left a comment reply to someone about life being meant to be enjoyed. It made me think today I had a good therapy session. It made me want to keep seeing him though I still think he’s a bit soft on me. We talked about re wiring the suicidal ideation. I find joy in getting all that bad stuff out to someone who isn’t suppose to judge me. I am finding joy in scrapbooking tonight. Mood swings are a bitch but when they are good ones I’m going to work on enjoying them while they last.