I had to smile when I read this too, Matbell.


My longtime therapist had a sort of device rigged up in the window of her garage where I parked when I was waiting to see her. It was a light that was supposed to shine red when she was with someone and green when it was OK for me to go in. It NEVER worked right. It was green when it was supposed to be red, red when it was supposed to be green, or else it was one or the other and never changed. But I tried. Over and over I swallowed my annoyance when it would screw up and I'd go in at the wrong time.


Finally when that happened for the Nth time and she told me I should wait for the green light to go in, I burst out "I HATE that thing!!!" She seemed surprised. "You do?" It ended up being kind of a relief because I was always very careful about expressing anything like anger to her because she was so important to me, and it was kind of a relief when I finally got that out and she didn't get upset.


My best wishes to you as always.