I was relieved that I didn’t have to go to therapy today.
I know that sounds bad.
Here’s the thing though: My therapist never called me back about the drama that unfolded after last week’s therapy session, and I just don’t want to deal with it.
Yes, avoidance is my thing.
I’m irritated that she didn’t call me. I could have brought it up when I briefly talked to her yesterday, but she sounded irritated that I was bothering her, so I didn’t. Was that mind reading? Probably. It is also that it’s probably an issue that can’t be resolved over the phone, (explaining why she never called back), but I still would have appreciated the call.
She and I have had a tricky relationship, and it’s not helpful that we are trying to start this new form of therapy that I’m trying to be okay with.
Whatever. I’m just happy the weather conspired to make it impossible for me to get there and for the office to be closed.
I don’t really feel like going at all, ever, but it is what it is.
I’m just over being “mentally ill” today. Can’t I just be clueless and screwed up like everyone else?
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