Last night was a bit uncomfortable for me in my psychotherapy class. I volunteered to have a mini-individual therapy session. I felt awkward and silly. However, it was probably useful for the fact that I realized that I still occasionally slip into that old inner sentence of sacrificing to be of worth. I found that as I'm about to go move into an apartment and rent out my house I'm feeling like I'm sacrificing my house and everything that I've worked so hard for. I thought it was cool that with my body language I was doing a downward scooping to say that I was downgrading, but that when I scooped down I aslo scooped back up a little bit. Thank you to Sheryl for picking that out! I guess it's a pattern I go through in life. I get in a sad situation for a while, but then I pick myself up, dust myself off and start all over again. I'm like a pheonix yet again in my life experience. This will be cool to see as it progresses.