Yesterday’s visit to the counselor was super short.  I had so much I wanted to discuss, but I only had to time to bring up one topic.  I did not realize it but the receptionist had put me in a short time slot and immediately after my appointment, my counselor had to lead a group session.  I never go to the group sessions.  My counselor and I decided on my very first appointment, due to my anxieties, that group sessions would not be in my best interest. 


Like most days in my life, nothing really exciting or interesting really happened.  I got up, got dressed, worked on the blog, went to see my counselor, came home, ate lunch, took a long nap and so on.  For its lack of anything really interesting, or exciting, I still consider yesterday a  good day.  I was able to get a few small things accomplished. 


I cannot even remember the last time I had a suicidal thought.  I have to admit that I still have some really dark days, but at least I am not constantly thinking about dying.  I have been able to replace those thoughts with something else.  Months ago my counselor had given me a homework assignment.  She asked that I try and find at least one positive thing about every situation.  What a pain in the butt that was when I first started trying to do that.  I kept at it though.  Now, I can say that process is so much easier.  It really has become a habit.  Without having to try very hard I can find at least one, and most of the time more than one, positive thing about everything.  I try and use those positive thoughts to fill in where those suicidal thoughts like to reside.