Good?

Feeling so much better today than Saturday and Sunday. I was kinda in a pissy mood this morning, but I was fine when I got home and back to cleaning.
Cried during The Secret Life of Bees last night. I figured that I must show emotion vicariously through other people's experiences, real or fictionalized. I don't cry over my situations, but if someone I'm with is crying I can dry, or even in a stupid movie I can cry, but if the same thing happened to me, I couldn't cry. The movie wasn't even fucking sad. I don't know what's wrong with me.
Really nervous about my therapy appointment tomorrow.