Morning couchies. I'm worrying about my son, he shared with me last night some of the stuff in his head that he's been worrying about and that he thinks he's been dissociating lately and he came up with the term - not me - he was trying to describe how he's been feeling and he googled how he's felt and he found that word. (I don't put words to anything to him, because it's not my place to diagnose!) We talked about that some. He's going to talk to his t about it this week and I'm glad. She's helped him a lot with stuff already so I'm sure she can help with this. But I still worry - I might call t today and see if I can come talk to her after work today about it. I might as well just give in and go weekly again. I can't seem to not anyway lately. Meh. I shouldn't need her so much. I should be able to handle this stuff with son on my own. Well I gotta get to work. Will be around later on break. Hugs to those who want 'em.