I think I’m finally figuring out what the pattern is with the teenagers that translates into things hurting my feelings. I’m around them enough and am just going through life enough and start to feel like these are really neat people and I want to spend time with them more and act in the ways I would with any other person or people I liked.

Inside it’s like this, “Yay, people! People are fun! I like people!” I would call it golden retriever energy but for others I’m sure they’d call it annoying. Because that’s exactly the vibe I get when I come into the “Yay, people!” side of me and no sooner has it come out then it is shunned in some way. Oh I know. I’m just being dramatic again.

Sigh. I’m starting to think this too shall pass and is yet too another one of those things. I went through Instagram today and deleted like 30 of my follows. Between group, my own head, our class discussions, and whatever I get around to reading these days, I just can’t anymore with the psychology/relationship/trauma/crappy childhood accounts.

Like, everyone just needs to go outside and touch grass. My Thrive supervisor says he tells people all the time that if your therapist doesn’t have their own therapist, they need to find a new therapist. He’s going to have to have deal with it because I’m done with all of this therapy garbage. I wish I could bring them all out here for a fun day.

After getting home from group I watched Zorro for the afternoon while Dad took the kids to a matinee show. There’s a new Captain America movie out. I stayed in bed most of the afternoon and evening. I called my sister who envies me sometimes because I hardly have to do anything with the dog. With the other ones I’ll be a different parent.