I am without therapy today! *woe*
Welp, I missed my therapy appointment. She called me at about 10:05 and was like ". . . Rebecca? Did you forget about your appointment?" And I had an "oh shit!" moment, because I had indeed done just that. It's rescheduled for Thursday (the day after the Flaming Lips concert--I will be a zombie *eats brains*), and if I miss it again I will be very upset. I am actually quite a bit upset now, but I just have to keep telling myself that I didn't do it to be mean, I'm not a bad person, and it was bound to happen eventually. And we'll see if this brand of positive self-talk actually works. Ha. Like it ever has before.