Thursday

It wasn't raining when I went up to therapy but it was dark and moody. When I came out an hour later if was pouring and darker. 
Walked a bit before jumping on a bus. 
A lot of discussion about how I am today and what has made me think, and feel the way I do. I didn't want to hear what she said as I don't agree but in a 5 minute conversation and relating it to Lewis (makes sense to me and not going to go I to it all) something clicked and  I got it and got really upset.  
Sometimes therapy is too much. I switched off when I came home and it is now more than a few hours later and I have just stared into space on the sofa. I needed it.