Tomorrow is the intake at the DBT place followed by normal session an hour later (and then a haircut which is long overdue). I'm not sure I can do this. I kind of wish the therapist would send me a note of encouragement before I go. Maybe I should just ask him to do so, but it would mean so much more if he did it of his own accord.

I sold one of my husband's acquisitions today. Dealing with his things makes me feel like such a failure. Even though ultimately I paid for it, it's hard to sell it. What made it even worse is it was a new in box item that I sold for more than half of the retail price and the guy asked me if I had any more tools (it was an air compressor) at such a great bargain. It felt like this guy was profiting on my misery.