Well, even though my relationship with exT had to come to an end in mid July, most of my fond 2018 memories come from her:
-First and foremost, her fighting alongside me to get me back into school and defeat the narcissistic school psychiatrist who didn’t want to let me back in
-Our Lion King thing that we started and have continued in our emails after she left...I call her Mufasa and she calls me Simba Also, the school psychiatrist is Scar and he has PLENTY of hyenas...too many to name...
-Just the overall playfulness with exT
-On the flipside, that exT was intuitive enough to know when she needed to be hard on me/give me a kick in the pants

I’m trying to examine things with current T...I guess we’ve had our moments...
-She is very, very good about calling me back when I need help (but puts her foot down and won’t if I’ve already engaged in unhealthy behavior)
-I can tell she cares a lot about me, even though I’m struggling to connect with her

And my overall:
After 4 inpatient stays in 2017, I think it’s safe to say that I can celebrate NO inpatient stays in 2018!!! Woo hoo!