Sent a letter.

I sent a letter to my old therapist. I wrote everything down, including the things I almost left out of these pages. I gave her the address of the site and asked her to read it. Asked her to tell me honestly whether she thinks I'm losing my mind.

I brought the mattress back upstairs. I haven't been down to the basement for several days.

Mostly I lie here going over it. Sometimes I think I can explain one part, then I remember something else and have to start again. I keep listening for the mail truck, even though she can't have had time to reply yet.