lyric from In The Wake Of Adversity, Dead Can Dance
How does one find a therapist? That’s my question of late, since I’ve never had need of one. I’m going to see Dr. Naz in the morning, and I’ll be asking her, but really… I’m at a loss. Obviously something more needs to be done, because my issues, my little stupid annoying debilitating isolating painful problem, isn’t getting better.
I’ll report back what I find out from the Good Doc, and elaborate more afterward.
Mirrored from ...what's a xiane?.