It has been a year since I've written. I ran into Fergie today and he was asking me about the journal. We stopped therapy about ten months ago. He said I had improved a lot and it was a great sign.
We still hung out after the therapy sessions, but today he asked me if I was done with my journal and if I'd be willing to share it with him and the Department of Well Being. I don't know. Fergie says it would really help.
I suppose I soon won't have time to write. I'm pregnant! Another four months to go. My doctor says it's twin boys. Pedro says I can name them. I'm going to call them Mani and Dave. I can't wait!
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