I know this was a good decision. I put it off for a long, long time. I anticipated feeling conflicted about the actual appointment but now that I'm here, in the waiting room, I feel really nervous. What if my problems aren't big enough for this? What if I complete fall apart? I tend to want to be very pulled together despite the fact that I'm an emotional mess depending on the topic.
So I sit in the waiting room. I'm here with three youth under age 12. That puts things in perspective. I listen to my favorite Mumford and Sons song in my earphones. I try to mentally prepare myself for the conversation that will take place. I get my story together, gather my thoughts and wait.
I'm forever early. It drives me nuts. I guess I'll add that to the list of things to talk about. That and why the Giants sucked so bad this weekend in the playoffs.