Curtain hanger My psychologist is trying to get me to go easier on myself. I tend to judge myself harshly. An example might be this week at school. We had a couple days when most of our students were out for some testing, so we had to figure out what to do with a handful of kids. If you teach them something important, you only have to re-teach it to the others. If you don't teach them anything important, why are you in school? Whichever way you choose is unsatisfying. I like to feel I've accomplished something at the end of the week. So I chose, and then I felt bad about my choice, and had to remind myself that I didn't choose to mar my week by sending most of the kids away to testing, and I shouldn't blame myself.

When my shrink was first trying to get me to lighten up, he pointed at the curtain hanger in his office. It was slightly bent and it was exposed, when it should be tucked behind the curtain. He told me the curtain guys installed it wrong. He confessed that his normal tendency would be to look at it every day and feel frustrated, but he has learned not to beat himself up about little things like that. When he gets to it, he'll get to it. In the mean time, it isn't doing any harm.

It's been months now, and every time I go to therapy I notice he still hasn't fixed it.

It bothers me. Just a little. I'm only telling you because I can't tell him.  ¶ 8:13 PM