So this challenge thing isn’t going so well.

I thought I’d do little things and be able to track my progress. If anything, I’ve regressed. (Or is it transgressed? A year later, I don’t remember the difference between transgressive and regressive sequences).

I did do something I never thought I’d do, however, and that is to make an appointment with a rape counselor. It’s next week, and I have no idea what to expect. I just know that what I’m doing simply isn’t working.  I almost feel like I’m giving up, no, I do feel that I’m giving up.  I’m still dealing with a lot of residual stuff in addition to this apathy that overwhelms me on most days.

But anyway, there it is.

On the bright side, I’m reading Aldous Huxley’s Perennial Philosophy. Fantastic stuff.