After group & 13 hours of sleep…
…I finally don’t feel like total shit. Woo.
I wake up to my horoscope: “This malaise is only temporary.” I’d like to think so.
So group started…it goes something like this-
In the group sessions, I feel like the Bitter Betty. I don’t think I’m setting a good example for the newbies, not exactly a beacon of hope. Next time I’ll have to explain a bit more why that is. Afterwards I kept thinking about this–
Carol: OK, we all have these terrible stories to get over, and you-…
Melvin Udall: It’s not true. Some have great stories, pretty stories that take place at lakes with boats and friends and noodle salad. Just no one in this car. But, a lot of people, that’s their story. Good times, noodle salad. What makes it so hard is not that you had it bad, but that you’re that pissed that so many others had it good.
From As Good As It Gets
Plus then I found this and had to chuckle-
Carol: Fucking H.M.O. bastard pieces of shit!
Beverly Connelly: Carol!
Dr. Martin Bettes: It’s okay. Actually, I think that’s their technical name.