Two steps forward, zero steps back

I think I'm out of my slump, or nearly there.  Amen!  I went and had a quick meet-and-greet with a counselor tonight after work (recommended by a friend), who has a slightly alternative approach and involves art in her therapy.  She was young and seemed really nice and approachable, with a very soothing and comfortable little office.  I scheduled a full meeting with her for a few weeks from now to try her out.  I'm hoping she'll be a good person for me to talk to, whether I'm feeling slumpy or not.  I can't help but think that talking with a professional will only do good things for my mental health and emotions, even when I'm happy as a clam.  And I'm close.  :)

Cliche-ly stopping to smell the roses (or other flowers that are available)

And in other good progress...  I told a guy about my little tumor friend on a recent 3rd date, and he didn't run away!  Ha!  He said it doesn't change anything or make a difference, asked me a few questions, and mentioned that he thought I'd say something worse (after I prefaced with, "I have something important about myself to tell you.").  I also let it slip that I have 3 kids, but they all live with their respective baby-daddies, so it ain't no thang.  Anyway, it was a big relief and nice to have it out there and not hidden.  Who knows how things will progress, but it feels great to have my fear turn out to be total crap (at least in this case).  Ahhh....  :)

In unrelated news, my tumor-dominating friend Krystal is starting chemotherapy this Friday to try and kick some more tumor cell ass, so please keep her in your thoughts for a successful and smooth treatment!