Boy did I screw up.

My therapist had to cancel last night, so I went and visited one of my friends from the lodge. He was of great help to me in the days after the BD, so I was hoping for the same this time. I filled him in on what had transpired since we last talked in February and he was pretty negative, advising me not to reconcile, saying that it would just happen again, that I should just put her behind me, etc.

It took a lot of fortitude to realize that he was not necessarily right and he was just doing what MWD warned us about (the friends and relatives who just want us to move on so we can be happy).

I thanked him for his time and continued about my evening. I'm not going to let his negativity get me down. MWD tells us to beware the self-fufilling prophecy, so I am going to continue to work on myself and believe that my W and I will reconcile in the future.

It's a beautiful, beautiful day here on the Left Coast. Unseasonably temperate for August. I'm sitting on the patio of a Starbucks drinking an iced coffee, working on some stuff for the non-profit. My only complaint was the Grateful Dead that was on the overhead stereo a few minutes ago. I hope all you wonderful people have a beautiful day. Dammit, you deserve it!