Strange success, but: I started therapy this past week, y'all.
That's actually a huge success for this girl, who, last time she attempted therapy (at a free clinic through college) was told that she had "some really major issues to work through... more than we can really handle here." The time before that? Therapy involved drugs and hospitalization.
So I found a guy and started on a good journey. He was an actor for a while, too. How's that for luck? I can tell him why my career makes me nutty too. He'll get it.
First dubious success: writing that letter-you-never-send to your mother the day before mother's day. it's a total Therapy For Beginners exercise, but dammit, that shit works. Sometimes the most remedial assignments are the hardest.