irony.

Kinda of ironic my last post was about it not being a good fit & whether I was really meant to do it. Turns out apparently I wasn't. It's been weeks and the feeling doesn't go away. Being in such a happy place and having it taken away is the most awful feeling. Time doesn't exactly help the healing as well as you'd think it would. I want to be a psychologist/psychiatrist one day & to not have coping skills myself is a hard hurdle to get over. I'm a shrink in training who needs a shrink. Knowing as much as I know about how emotions and behavior works it doesn't really work when you apply it to yourself.