Such A Big Deal Over Such A Little Thing

Tomorrow is the 4th of July. I still had my regular Monday therapy session scheduled with E. Last week I even asked her, “Why are you working on the 4th of July?” She didn’t have any big plans, so just thought she would. I said I might change my appointment to earlier in the day…

The Letter Did Me No Good

That letter yesterday to Miguel, my ex, didn’t bring me any relief at all. I don’t feel better or empowered. Instead, I feel flattened. Maybe it’s the wrong approach, to write him a letter after all these years. It makes me think about him too much. It makes me remember the reasons I hate him.…

Long Week, No TGIF

Friday.  I wake up, tired.I check email. There is feedback from one of the readers of our draft. She says the weakest part is one of the sections I wrote, the one I worked on late on Wednesday night. Well of course! I think, indignantly. It wasn’t even fully finished. And the content came changing.…

Weekend Phone Call

These days I do two things: I go to work, and I feel bad about myself. Those two things pretty much fill my days. The work is interesting, but the depression is boring. It’s also urgent, urgent in the sense that it doesn’t allow space for anything else. It sends my thoughts in repetitive, painful…