Rainy Saturday Night

This is my first entry in my journal here.  I have been dealing with confusion. Not able to get my thought's out. I am going to see my pdoc on Thursday.  Sometimes I can't get what I am suppose to do.  It's so hard.  My head is full there is no more room for anything anymore.  I told my Therapist my secert I have had kept for many years. I get these strong desires's and voice's wispering into my head to do something to other people.  It's people I can't stand.  It happens more than once.  I have to hold on so I don't do it. That was my first bad one's.