Missed my appointment with my therapist. Feel really stupid. Called her to apologize, and started to cry when I realized how much I would have wanted to see her today. It has been a very bleak time for me, recently.
She insisted on not charging me for the missed appointment, and is even staying later to see me today. I have known her for three years, and am usually very good about managing my appointments. So I guess this is a favor... or maybe she was genuinely concerned. She is a lovely person.
There are certain sorrows in my life I can't speak of or bemoan to anyone but her. I can't even speak of them here, for fear of someone seeing it.
I've been drinking all day.