Time to buy new towels I guess.

Dear friends,

It's hard to know when to throw in the towel. Sometimes you're like, "but if I throw in this towel, I will have no towel! And then I will have to run naked and sopping wet between the shower and my bedroom!" But dear reader, what if your towel is full of holes and covered in stains? Shouldn't you just throw out your towel and buy a new one?

This has become an exceedingly complicated metaphor for dumping my therapist. Yes, that's right, the therapist that it took me months to find was not such a good fit after all. Unfortunate, but ultimately the right thing. I think. I hope. Making big decisions, whether it's moving across country or breaking up with a therapist, always comes with a degree of uncertainty. What if I made the wrong choice? What if I gave up too soon? At some point, you just have to trust your gut. (That's one good thing I got from that brief therapeutic relationship: a better sense of what I actually want and feel. Lemons out of lemonade and whatnot.)

If you …