the therapist was like, 'hahaha you aren't going to have an answer to this in one or two sessions, no that's not possible. but you'll get there, you'll get somewhere" and then she said be nice to each other and be in the present and stop thinking about the future, so then we came home and had a glass of wine and BT made cake, and we were nice for a little while but then got into a snippy exchange over how i stacked the dishes in the dish rack (haphazardly). i'm all sharp elbows and furrowed brows right now. i feel like november, not april.

10:13 a.m. - 2018-03-28