Dear T,

How is it that I handle something stressful like being rear-ended totally fine (at least, in the sense of remaining calm and collected, exchanging information, and still continuing on to my doctor's appointment)? But then I fall apart for something very minor, like your seeming to close the door without acknowledging me on the last day in the old building?

I mean, I guess it's the two T's: transference and triggers...

Love,
LT