Oh, right now I just do not even know why I am in therapy anymore. It feels like nothing but a bother. Ugh. I have this fantasy of going Monday and having nothing to say. NOTHING. I am not teary anymore and the ideation has stopped mostly. I am BLANK. What is the protocol for canceling for a week when you are in a long term relationship with 2x per week? Oh I know the bloody answer to this and I'll have to pay anyway.

The question is what am I avoiding in myself? Ohhhh I hate it when he does that. Maybe I'll show up Monday and talk about my son's stinky socks. Yeah, that's the ticket. I can tell him how I ran out of fabric softener, whoa a whole laundry discussion that he can analyze.