Today I'm taking a huge step and seeing a psycho doctor. My appointment is at three. It's 12:30, and scott isn't home for lunch yet. Which is odd. This is usually the time he leaves to go back! So I'm starting to worry that I'm not going to be able to make it.

It's really, really, REALLY frustrating.. and I want to be mad at him, but I know it's not his fault.

Fuck.