Dear T,
Another sign therapy might be working: I've gone to lunch with a friend the past two Fridays--last Friday with a fairly long-term friend, today with a relatively new friend (third time meeting with her). What have I not been doing that I normally do? Dissecting our interaction in my head afterward, beating myself up for not asking about x or y thing, worrying I was being boring when talking about z thing, fearing they won't want to hang out again (and, if that's the case, assuming it's because of something I did or didn't do, not just that maybe we aren't totally compatible as friends). It's nice to be able to leave something and think "It was good catching up with so and so" and not ruining any positive feelings by obsessing over it. Maybe there's hope for me after all?
Love,
LT
PS: Be safe in the storms tonight.