Archives for posts with tag: therapy

Speaking to Simone on the phone this morning. It cheered me up, even when I thought it wouldn’t.

Achieving things and doing practical things like buying more mouse traps and re-editing the book pitch. Especially as I thought I would do nothing today.

Watching Grayson Perry’s Art Club. What a lovely calming programme. I love his laugh so much. And I love how he and Philippa are together.

Also a really lovely, long WhatsApp conversation with Corinne about things from the last few days.

The Angry Page. Turns out I wasn’t supposed to find out funny but I did.

Spaghetti and pesto.

Vulva dungarees.

Therapy. I felt so much better afterwards. I felt like I had finally been honest. And it was nice to have someone listen.

AJ and The Queen. I know it’s shit but I like it.

Mooncup chats at work with Sarah and Rosamund.

The tiny Clementine section.

An enlightening counselling session about right or wrong.

I felt pretty close to work Jo today. Doing the decorations, the meeting with the parents and discussing Andrew’s behaviour.

Opening the blinds and seeing a beautiful blue sky.

Taking a detour through the park and hearing the birds sing.

A really helpful therapy session. Freezing isn’t a bad thing.

Saw some big leaves.

I don’t have to wait for ages for counseling.

He offered to come with me.