I will vent...you said i could.

I'm single and most of the holidays are about family togetherness and Hallmark moments and well, I just don't fit.

sometimes, I'm glad I don't fit; othertimes I have a fit about not fitting, but in any case...it's another opportunity for outsider status.

Sometimes I think the therapy profession is in league with the Holiday machine to crank up the volume a couple times a year and make those-who-don't-fit rush to the ice cream counter/psych hospital/bar, you name it.

Other times, I'm fine and I sail along in my little Wiccan coccoon and it's cool. I can even appreciate my unique take on things.

But it takes work. And chocolate.

I realize this has very little to do with therapy. And to think: I've had several posts removed of late and I lived through that too.