Therapy

I've started therapy again, visiting with the social worker who works where I do. Once a week I try to not sound dramatic But I know I do. Once a week I know she was a young lady when she buried her husband That she understands grief as intimately as possible That she wants to help me through Once a week for about 10 minutes after I feel better Better being a very subjective term I've guessed that the crying might release some chemical that gives me a temporary feeling that everything will be ok. later, I suspect it won't. I suspect it never will. Not ever again.