Dear T,
Why am I afraid to look at your email reply? I'm such a weirdo... I think maybe I'm ashamed of seeming so needy and sad. Or that I'm afraid you'll be like, "FFS, LT, get it together, it was a migraine! You had to do her IEP meeting by phone, whatever, get over it! Why would that make you feel so awful? I thought you were doing better. How can you go off the rails so easily? What is the matter with you? Maybe you're unfixable." That's clearly the message I'm saying to myself in my head. I know you'd never say that in an email to me. I suppose that's something to discuss Monday...Those messages are coming from somewhere. Along with the messages making me feel horribly guilty for missing the meeting in person (well, I know those are coming from my mom...)

Love,
LT