I start therapy today. First time in years. I'm terrified.

Am so annoyed. A friend (acquaintance?) borrowed one of my corsets in November for an event that Tim and I weren't going to. That's cool; she's borrowed my corset before and takes good care of it.

Well, it's almost March and she hasn't made any effort to get it back to me. DAMN, when you are the person who borrows the thing, you make a goddamn effort to return it in a timely manner. At this point, I'm going to e-mail her and tell her I'll meet her wherever in the city she wants, even if I have to drive half an hour out of my way, just to get it back.

And I'm not lending anything to her again. I don't care if she's just being a total ditzy flake and forgot about it (versus deliberately trying to keep it); the end result is the same.

What the hell. This is why I don't lend things. Everyone *says* they'll return things to you in a timely manner, but maybe 1 person out of 20 does. Bah.

Aims, I was typing while you were posting, so my previous post was not ignoring you -- good luck! It can be scary and hard, but SO worth it.

Aims, best of luck.

I start therapy today. First time in years. I'm terrified.

Best of luck, Aims!

I finally bit the bullet, myself, and made an appointment with a new shrink to go back on Bipolar meds. I'd gone off them because I felt like I woke up with headaches every day and went to bed with near migraines. We'll see if that happens again this time. One thing he did different, though, is he put me on Klonopin before bed rather than Ambien. In the past three days I have slept better than I have slept in over five years, I swear. I even remember my dreams now, which I haven't for a very long time. And they aren't bizarre nightmares! I had a very happy dream last night where Chris Evans tripped and landed on me face first. It was very happy making. Then another actor got pushed into my lap, but I refused to grope him because he was married. Wish I could remember which one it was, though!

Aims, dear - best of luck!

Edit: and to Sail too!

Steph, sorry to hear about the corset and the friend. I understand your point of view, but have to admit that my friends and I are lending things to one another (though, not corsets - books and such) for years without asking them back. I'm pretty sure I lost few books along the way like that, but I don't really care about these things - unless I specifically asked back for them. However, again, I understand your frustration and anger.

Yeah, it's time I got back on medication train, myself. At the very least, ADHD meds. I'll probably need a shrink for the head meds.

Things are Capital B Bad.

but have to admit that my friends and I are lending things to one another (though, not corsets - books and such) for years without asking them back. I'm pretty sure I lost few books along the way like that, but I don't really care about these things - unless I specifically asked back for them.

And if I had said to her "Take it, keep it, I don't care when you get it back to me, or even if you keep it for a long time," then my complaint would be ridiculous and hypocritical. But I didn't. It was loaned for a specific event that lasted only one weekend, with the understanding that it would be returned to me afterward.

I understand your attitude of relaxed loan/giving to friends without the expectation of the item being returned, and it's great that that works for you and your friends.

That's not the circumstances or expectations under which I loaned this corset, though.

Oh, absolutely - I never meant to imply that this is the situation between you and your friend. Sorry if I wrote it like this.

And also, Aims, I'm glad you're taking care of yourself.