I'm setting one up for next month, waiting list.
For me it's about 6 months since the shooting stopped, big family mess culminating in my mother's death and the resulting inevitable inheritance fight with my npd brother. Alcoholic partner and over work to boot. Have now backed clean away from all but the work and am going to have to start again, alone. Very hurt, very frightened and frequently suicidal in my thoughts. Just not sure I can do this. My experience of people has been so bleak and twisted, and the sheer material cost of escaping the mess is starting to hit home in a big way. I feel very very used. My best tactic is to throw myself at my writing and pour everything I have at settling my own security as fast as I can. But considering what a sensitive, giving and tactile man I am that seems a bizarre future really. I just can't picture life ahead of me and am concerned that if it's going to be just more pain and isolation, then frankly, why bother?