I’m restless tonight. Nothing feels right. I don’t want to read, or watch a movie. I can’t focus on listening to a book, and when I try to write, everything that comes out is gibberish. 1,759 more words
Tags » Adult Attachment
We talked about Kat, and about the election today. I will maybe write about that in another post, but it’s just too much to write, right now. 1,739 more words
So, as expected, T isn’t coming to our wedding.
I’d asked her to tell me (confirm, really, I knew I was getting married too far away from her) by email before tomorrow’s session so that I could process the initial, agonising pain alone, instead of exposed in front of her. 90 more words
Where we left off: I had tearfully asked Bea,”Don’t be shrinky,” and she had replied that she wouldn’t be, that she didn’t want to be be shrinky. 1,552 more words