Work in progress

Miss therapy sees this as progress, I see mostly dead ends. Every time I think I know how to get out of this I run into something I cannot. Or don't see. Or don't understand. Find the progress, she says, see how good you are doing. I don't know. I fail to see. Or maybe I refuse to see. I've never pondered how good something is I do. There's things you have to do and hence you do them. Yes, yes, yes, I know. I do judge myself when I'm not doing them. But. Waa. Not doing your duty is bad kk? How can you value duty. How can you praise that. I don't think I can. Or I don't see how. As I don't see the how with so many things lately. How!
Patience I lack. Apparently once you know what should change doesn't magically make it so. How stupid.