I usually meet with my counselor on Tuesdays and we had to change this week. I have been good with it and have felt really good about not missing him. It feels like I’ve grown up a little bit.

I don’t watch tv. Our weather is in that crazy southern summer one day and winter the next cycle right now and I was going to watch the weather this evening. I sat down to watch too early and heard a horrible story of something horrendous that happened to a little one. It wrenches my heart and I can’t let it go. Tears.

I don’t know how to shut this off.

I’m up by myself doing something I should really not be doing.

It’s not bad but I could make a better choice.

People are so evil.