Ok, you're all right. turns out I was not given the ultimatum of I'm going to leave you. Instead, it was the ultimatum of I'm going to put you in a box (hospital) if you do it again. I asked my T if he could do this, and she said no, but it still scares me. But then, I'm so confused and worried right now that maybe "the box" is the right place for me after all.

Deep sigh.
Happy Thanksgiving. Careful with those knives