Tuesday

I thought I was doing really well lately, but today I was sitting at my desk this morning and thought about H moving out this weekend and just burst into tears. Like, the sobbing kind of tears. It kind of stunned me.

I feel fragile. That's the best I could just come up with as I just sat here, using all my expensive therapy skills, trying to figure out exactly How I Feel. I guess I can add sad and devastated. I guess I can also add impatient, as part of me just wants all this the fuck over already.

And I worry about H.

And Eepie. Just her name just made me start crying again. I know it's for the best, but I'm going to miss my kitty SO MUCH. Oh, man. I can't do this right now.

This is so hard.