so I posted a few days ago about requesting a break from therapy. I'm now on that break. I did not go Monday, and I will not go again next Monday. I'm back after that.

I'm going to deviate from what I seem to read as the norm here and say; I LOVE NOT going!

That's right! I said it. LOVE NOT GOING!!!!!!!!!

No rushing off my shift with no break because I have to get in all that BS traffic. No paying a (semi-ridiculous) amount out-of-pocket cos I don't have insurance. No dealing with my friggin feelings and getting embarassed in front of a young stranger. No listening and trying not to laugh (it's disrespectful) when the therapist utters all that corny psycho-babble they speak. It's a VACATION!!!!!!

Praise be unto the Flying Spaghetti Monster for this break!