Hello all, hope all is well. Not much has happened, ant least nothing out of the ordinary.
I go thru fits of depression, and unfortunately this is right smack dab in the middle of one. So once again I'm battling the blues.
Last night was my son's first night of counseling for some problems he had. We spent 95% of the time making sure the place is getting paid, and 5% filling out forms about his past medical history. Myself, I don't think that he needs it, but his mother and my wife both are gung ho about it. He is open to it, but I have told him if he doesn't feel its helping, he can stop anytime, which will add more grief to my life, but less to his. A worthy trade in my book.
My ex, his mother, went into counseling when we were married for anxiety attacks. The counselor convinced her I was the cause for anxiety, and that if she divorced me, she would be cured. I did get vindication three months after the divorce when she was put back on her meds. But she swears by the counseling sessions, but I refuse to take him where her counselors work.
I know, you probably don't want to hear this crap, but I have a boring life, and this is the excitement.
Friday I'm going to a wedding for family I havent seen in 10 years. I don't want to go, but they specifically requested that we be there. I'm not even sure if they've met my wife. I'm hoping to make an appearance and leave. And with the recent disagreements with my wife, it's probably not the best place for my melancholy feelings. Plus I miss out on a guitar lesson, and thats the worst part.
