I had been seeing Helen on a weekly basis. During our sessions we talked about everything from Garrett, my mother, work, friends, to life in general. It was really great to have someone to talk to that didn’t judge you on the decisions you had made in the past. Overall, everything in my life had been going great. I’d been sleeping without any assistance from alcohol and cut down on my drinking to almost nothing. I hadn’t brought a man home with me since Adam. I had no clue therapy would help me this much. If I would have known, I would have gone years ago. Over the last few weeks, I had picked up extra hours at Danny’s. Jessie, one of the other waitresses was on vacation, and Danny needed someone to cover her shifts and my weekends had also been busy. Katie and I had photographed weddings every weekend since September. In keeping my promise to my mother, I called her every few days. Any downtime I had, I spent with Nicole. At first, I was furious with Nicole for telling my mother about my depression.
