Cancelled Therapy

For the first time ever, I cancelled a therapy appointment. Hubby says I haven't been doing enough around here, not staying up late working like I used to. Therapy lately has been a drag; I feel like I have nothing to talk about.

I feel misunderstood, not heard. It's not my nature to be confrontational. My therapist doesn't understand why I still feel so burdened by my grief.

The grief I've been feeling... it's overwhelming. Grief upon grief, all in a relatively short amount of time.

I know I'm withdrawing. I cry in private if I ever cry. My grief is mine.

I still go to a few places. I work out. I took elderly friends on errands yesterday. I keep working.

But mostly I feel isolated and very lonely.

I guess that's my fault too.