I am beginning to think that anything and everything we share with T is progress, regardless of the content - it is the process isn't it, including the process of sharing something that we are not sure how T will react to.

I have got really annoyed with my T at times for not telling me the process, I could have had this therapy thing all done and dusted by now - but on reflection, I am still doing this therapy thing without T telling me what to do next, what to expect and part of me tells me that is valuable, I own this work, it is my work, so it is me that dictates the process.

Life doesn't start when T stops, I am living my life now, T is just another of my life experiences, so why do I want to rush through it - why can't I just be with it and not wish this important part of my life away.