I met with my therapist today, there were a few things we talked about. I shed some tears, which I hadn't done in probably years. Told him, as vaguely as I could, about the thoughts I had a year ago.
Overall frustrated though, he talked more than I did, including books he wrote, but he gave me a copy of one.
Told me he's retiring at the end of the year, so isn't taking DBT clients. I would like to try DBT again, I started, but quit after a few months. I was stuck, and at that time there was a waiting list for it, so I thought I was taking up room that someone else could use.
I've usually seen him @4-5 weeks, but meeting again in 2 this time, the anniversary of my wife's death is working on me a lot so there may be much to talk about. I'm not suicidal now, but he knows that I would have preferred not to wake up, either.
I see my psych doc April 4, I would like her cooperation to reduce my meds, currently buspirone and lamictal. I stopped taking them a year ago (unsanctioned

), but then re-started. Fucking mood swings. She only knows that I ran out of Seroquel and chose not to refill it earlier.
I found lists of my meds from a few years ago, at one time as many as 5 or 6 psych meds, along with pain meds, muscle relaxer, something for sleep, and the regular stuff, thyroid, bp, cholesterol. Lots of chemicals bouncing around inside me. I think most of the psych meds were necessary earlier, hopefully not as much now.