Twenty-Three
That therapist from long ago told me I had a tendency toward avoidance behaviors, i.e., I tend to engage in tasks that are not central to what I should be doing but rather are activities that sidetrack my forward momentum. For example, instead of looking for a new job after Dad’s bombshell about closing the studio, I cleaned out my closets until three in the morning and spent too much money online ordering organizational baskets and tubs. Or instead of talking to Bryony to make up after our tiff at aqua-fit, I scheduled a dental cleaning and a Pap smear for next week.
Instead of preparing for the meeting at the lawyer’s in four hours when we’ll talk about the studio closing … I just can’t. It’s too much. It’s always been here. Our lives have revolved around it. What am I wit
