I still can't find my diary. At this point this story isn't going anywhere, I might as well just make this my temporary diary.
So, um, my day went okay. I went to go see a therapist again. I think his name was Dr. Way? I don't really remember. He told me to go out and try to meet new people, as if that's ever gonna happen.
I'm being forced to go to a cafe nearby. I don't want to, but my therapist said I should. He's a professional, so why question him?
Well, my phone's ringing, probably Steph calling to check on me. I haven't interacted with anyone.
-Mat
