I’ve been making good use of some work benefits over the last couple of years, and have (finally) been seeing a therapist regularly. We’ve been unpacking trauma like loot boxes dropping character-building horror with every session. It’s great. Just today we revisited a particularly bad core memory, and I am eating tiramisu in retaliation so clearly therapy is working very well and we’re all fine here, now, thank you.

How are you?

Anyway. We’re off to Mexico for the very first time ever! I’m overthinking every possibility in giddy anticipation, but I’m mostly excited to expose my newly wrinkly flesh to different elements. We’ve only ever done one beach vacation before (Cuba for Shan in 2011!), and because we’re old we picked a Fancy Resort that is adults only but not Adults Only. I’ve done my time at the potato farm, and this time I KNOW I’m allowed to have some butter, creepy naked man. Fool me once.

Speaking of unpacking trauma ..

That’ll have to be another session.