The last time I actually had a session with my T or my pdoc was the first week in June. General chaos and finances have made sessions impossible all summer. Since then, all hell has broken loose multiple times. I've spoken to T via phone a few times, but boy am I ready to just sit down and unload it all on him.

Come September 1 our medical spending account refills, so sessions will finally be viable again. All things considered, I've handled things well, but the stress adds up and T kind of serves as my pressure relief valve.

I start back to work on Monday, and I cannot remember a less refreshing summer vacation in my entire teaching career. That includes the summer I was hospitalized twice. Even that was not this stressful. I think I need to make a list of my summer adventures for T:

1. My husband had an awful BPD episode where he was delusional and suicidal.
2. My 82 year old father had major surgery.
3. My husband developed lithium toxicity requiring dialysis and an 8 day stay in ICU. He became completely psychotic during his hospital stay.
4. We lost husbands pay for nearly a month, so finances have been incredibly tight.
5. My father was readmitted to the hospital for suspected heart attack (fortunately that wasn't it).
6. My sister's best friend posted a suicide note and I watched it all unfold as friends scrambled to save his life. They weren't able to save him and he died later that day.

Those were the biggies. Lots of others as part of the trickle down effect. The good news is that I managed through it, not completely unscathed, but I'm still standing. I'm tired though and need to unload on an unbiased party. Look out T. Be ready for an earfull.