Ok, this is what? The second? third? phone call from him today. I think he's really worried I won't show up. I told him I'd be there. I am leaving here shortly. . .have to take my kids home first. Our sessions tend to run well over the allotted hour, and I can't imagine them sitting in the waiting room the entire time.

I'm so stressed out. A part of me is sort of looking forward to it, like when you have to go to the dentist for a cleaning. You know it isn't plesant, but afterward, it was worth it. I know ultimately, it's all worth it. It just sucks right now.