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My daughter was in attendance this time around - though she mostly observed. We started with how I've been flirting with depression these past few weeks. Something with which I'm unaccustomed but seemed to be experiencing a few of its earmarks. The source of which appeared to be all the rejection (to which I am also unaccustomed) taking place during the depth of the consume phase in my create/consume cycle. From there, how I've considered drinking as a short-term coping mechanism, and finally that I'd set some boundaries where Cass is concerned - and why (falling prey to her oft-suggested potentiality).
My therapist got a kick out of my use of the term, "drinking" as I limit myself to those fruity canned margaritas. Her and Parker both have an affinity with whisky on the rocks. This conversation led to the longstanding rivalry she has with her brother on who can get dad the most drunk. My son has been in the lead since Oktoberfest, but the title has been passed on to my daughter since I was last there. I also filled Tess in on Tony/Nicole, Rachel, and Jennifer.
Also explained the phrase Nicole recently introduced to me, "Grippy socks, grippy box" (neither Parks nor Tess were familiar) and I thought Tess was going to DIE lol.
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