A new perspective (and a busy few days)

Back home safe and sound. The Dave situation turned out to be no problem at all. On the way up he and I rode in separate vehicles, and he had to skip out of the return trip in order to renew his passport for a future Messengers trip overseas. While there, of course, I kept my eyes down and my mouth shut, which seemed to be fine with Dave.

This week I have essentially three days to myself: Tue., Wed, and Thur. Fri, the 27th is a rehearsal day; Sat nite is regular church; Sun the 29th is a performance nite; Mon I have another appointment with my therapist; and Tues. is Halloween, which is my best chance for connecting with Bill at the Trolley Museum (every year they run a Ghost Trolley ride on the Fri, Sat, and Sun before Halloween, and also on Halloween nite).

On the way back from Canada I was thinking about something my therapist said to me about a month ago. He said that if someone doesn't want to talk to me or get to know me, their loss. I need to stop seeing this as my problem alone, that if I had kept my mouth shut everything would be rainbows and butterflies. Short of having a sit-down conversation with Renee, I've done what I can to try and explain myself to Dave. If he can't lighten up a little and try to see both sides here, maybe he doesn't deserve my friendship instead of the other way around.

Sometime on one of my free days I need to call Renee and ask when we can talk. I'll call earlier in the day in order to minimize the chances of Dave answering. That would just set me off all over again.