I called W to set the details for this weekend. I wasn't sure if W was going to challenge me having D both Sat and Sun night, but she did not.

It was a very short call, but also very friendly. After the call I realized I was actually disappointed that she did not sound sad or depressed. Stupid, I know. She sounded happy as ever.

It has just been so long (in my world) since anything has been said about anything. It does get to a point where I just want to talk about things even if it does make it worse. It can seem worth it at times.

I have to admit, I am questioning what I am doing right now. It seems when I go dark, W just follows suit. No word from her since the "bug bite incident" on Monday.

I will give it more time, but I am committed to "doing what works."

Just really craving some sign, anything, that things could possibly be changing.

It is looking like there is a good chance MIL will come by on Sunday. I am sure it will go well, but I am also nervous about it.


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Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.