Looking forward

It has now been twenty years since my first seizure. My parents never got me therapy. They encouraged me to get some once in my twenties, but I didn't see the point. I realized that now is the perfect time because my insurance will cover all of it. I told the neuropsych about my suicidal thoughts and he will probably make a recommendation for it. People with Juvenile Myoclonic Epilepsy often have suicidal thoughts that they don't act on. I've read. I couldn't hurt my family, but I do think about what if I swallowed my entire bottle of keppra and would it be easier on the other side? Anyway, I pay a psychologist to be my friend. He won't ever bail on me or move away. My best friend is in medical school now and I don't have anyone to hang out with in Oakton. I'm hoping the new midsingles ward will provide me with some friendships. It was easier in Alexandria where I was surrounded by people and activities.