My therapist told me my anxious attachment style stems from inconsistent parenting.

Now I just apologize to my houseplants for not watering them consistently.

My manager told us, 'we're a family here.'

So I asked for an advance on my inheritance, and he said, 'Let's circle back on that.'

My therapist asked me what my biggest fantasy was.

I told her: a 40-hour work week.

I told my therapist I was having trouble with self-regulation, so she gave me a mood journal to track my emotions.

Now my anxiety just has a very organized to-do list.