He’s in therapy tonight. I know it’s good, and I know it’s helping, but I just want to go home. Today was ok. Just now, my phone didn’t want to type out “ok”, and I guess you could say “today was.” We were chatting at lunch about how our days were going, and I told…
Greetings from Tuesday morning. I’m up, coffee has been consumed, and I’m able to form coherent thoughts, if nothing else. Aside from a shitty sleep on Sunday night, it’s been a decent couple of days. There was some anxiety in the morning, related to the bad sleep, but I talked about it, got assurances my…
After a lot of waiting and one failed attempt, he had his first therapy session last night. I could tell he was all nerves on Sunday night, and I left work early to go with him. We got there early and he filled out his forms in the waiting area. Unlike every other time we’re…