Why?!

Therapy tomorrow morning at 9:30am. That will be how I will be starting my week. I don't know what I'm going to do. I haven't done any of my homework and while right now my attitude is very "don't give a fuck" I worry I'll break down and be my usual hate to disappoint authority self. Then I have to go into work. A job…

A few things

Yesterday was hard. It got better once big bird came home with peep and I could focus on her for a little bit. After she went to sleep we sat down to talk about how his therapy session went. I was initially worried he wouldn't like the therapist so he'd just think everything she said was bullshit. He likes her though…

Why bother?

I haven't been doing the greatest since yesterday afternoon. I'm super stressed about getting everything ready for flying with an infant to Charlotte tomorrow. I had an appointment with my therapist yesterday afternoon which I was really dreading going to for some reason. Turns out I must have an intuition for this…

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I did it

I didn't even cry. You were all right. It was a relief. I have another ally. He told me he loved me. He told me he'd reach out more. He said he couldn't tell I was struggling. Which made me feel pretty proud. I've been really embracing the fake it til you make it philosophy and it's nice to see it paying off a bit.…

Faking it

My dad has been here roughly 24 hours now. My stepmom and their friend who came with are busy cooking up a delicious meal of collard greens, sweet potato casserole, baked chicken thighs and cornbread stuffing, and some kind of yeasty rolls. My mouth is watering. Besides the awesome food (we got cream cheese and walnut…