Dear T,
I sent you a long text, but I think you go to bed early, so you probably won't get it till tomorrow. I'm not in a very good place right now, but I'll be OK. If I hit a place where I don't feel OK, I'll call you. I just really don't want to bother you. I know I was kind of a mess in session today, and I appreciate you bearing with me and being willing to walk in the courtyard like we did with MC. I feel like there's stuff I need to talk about, that I talked about a little, but I'm scared to really dig into it. The stuff with H tonight didn't help. I just feel like an incompetent mother and wife right now, mostly because of my anxiety and depression. But I don't think I feel badly enough to call you. Might end up doing that before Tuesday though.