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So, it’s late. Tomorrow, I guess, I have my first therapy appointment at 11am. I don’t know why, but, I’m nervous. I am wide awake even though I’m exhausted. And I have a million things dancing all over my mind. I’m more complex than even I myself can comprehend, maybe this will be good. Maybe, it will help. Maybe not. Who knows?! If this makes me a more “positive” person and help my depression and anxiety without altering my motives, goals, passion, dreams, love, and my sanity, I’m all for it. So, HereGoesNothing!