Music makes me cry which is an inconvenience as I used to really enjoy listening. Especially my familiar music makes me cry because it is so associated with being with the dogs, as in driving to Maine. Night before last Susan was playing some music that really did me in but I can't say, 'Oh, don't play music because I can't deal with it.' That was tough and the weepiness lasted into Sunday.
Tomorrow I am going to talk with a real therapist.
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