To shrink, or not to shrink...

...well...today I took the plunge and actually went and saw a therapist. He was softly spoken, wearing a cardigan and blue socks with red polka dots and was really quite nice. So it turns out that maybe I'm not a hopeless case after all, and that we can work on my 'relationships', which he sensed was what I needed help with (thanks, tips). I'll write more when I've had some time to mull it over. But I feel...hopeful...