v frustrating indeed. I keep thinking I'm being slack and lazy because I need to crash and keep quiet for hours each day, and have to keep reminding myself of how far I've come. I also have the scary feeling that this might be as good as I'm ever going to be, and *that* is a very frightening thought. I feel like I'm just taking up space on this planet and should be doing something productive. :-/
Thanks for letting me know about
the three hours. And let me guess; that's the unusual minimum, right?
I think you'll find the letter is more of a moan than anything, but at least I wrote it!!!
How are you?
I.