Dear Current T --

We'll pretend to get past yesterday.

But, the trust is gone -- on both sides -- I fear.

I'll come by on Wednesday as usual and, we'll both crack a few jokes and go through the motions of 'repairing' the rupture. And, life will go on -- because, I can't start over with someone else again and, my last bit of self-preservation makes me hold on to the idea of being in therapy.

But, you've seen my anger now. And, perhaps more scarily for you, my choice to keep it tightly under wraps for weeks at a time and show it to you in tightly controlled bits?

And, I've seen that you can't handle even that. So so so can't handle it.

You should've maybe clarified that anger wasn't on the menu in wanting me to be vulnerable?

- A woebegone AY