Well, well well, DeviantART is having issues again, I figure this'll be a Perfect Opportunity to write on here some more. I've been back in therapy in a place far away from Carbondale, that town is a Birthplace of many of my Problems. My therapist is one of the best ones I've had thus far. I did read that Male Therapists are often better for Female Victims of Trauma, it's a Freudian Concept and it incidentally proves that I have a Girl Brain. So he gave me a New Diagnosis and it seems to be the Only Mental Disorder that's responsible for everything except my Dysphoria, he said the latter is something that I was Born with and will Never Change. He said I just have a case of "Severe PTSD." It means that while I hate the concept, I actually am a Victim of many things and I'm recently starting to Heal. While I consider the Activities in Therapy to be a bit juvenile, I can understand the Reasons behind it. I was told a huge part of my PTSD is having Trust Issues, it makes a lot of sense especially after how I was treated in Mrs.Munley's Class in Carbondale Elementary back in 2005-2006. I was Beaten on a Daily Basis along with being Teased Relentlessly with Callous Staff, it got so bad that I ended up Developing Severe GI issues and a Stutter, Partial was no better neither was Youth Group, that's not counting how my Homelife was. I also am in a Training Class to get a job as a Housekeeper. I figure, I cook and clean at Home why not be a Professional at it. I believe there's a Saying about that "Go Big or Go Home. Currently I'm Baking Chicken Thighs for Dinner. I can't wait to make Thanksgiving Dinner in a couple weeks, I'm making Cornish Hens, Green Bean Casserole and Mashed Potatoes with Turkey Gravy. I know my Birthday is coming up in a Month and 5 Hours. Honestly I'm not a fan of having my Birth Celebrated, I'm just a Humble Maid, there are People who are far more important than me. I do plan on giving Mom the Birthday Money I get from my Dad, I haven't talked to him since 2020 yet like many Narcissists he still gives gifts in hopes that I'll talk to him again. I'm gonna check on the Chicken now, I'll write more later.-Elizabeth
