Oh yeah. Like I'm angry at someone else, and I don't know it, and then I take it out on myself without realizing I'm really mad at another person, and then, sometimes, a month later I'll realize what's going on.

Or T and I will put our engineering hats on and determine scientifically (like guys looking for oil) that 500 yards underground there's a gusher of (fill in the blank with your favorite negative emotion). We know it's there. It's been scientifically triangulated and sensed and measured.

Only problem, I don't feel a thing. So obviously I can't articulate it. I have a whole Saudi Arabia of repressed pain from all the way back. But I can't feel it. Been in therapy 18 months. Won't stop therapy until I'm in touch with all of that. And delete it. Take care.