I've shared waaaaay too much information with my therapist, I think. He would probably say not enough in some areas, and would probably agree too much in others. LOL! It's been getting harder for me to filter myself with him.

Once, in the context of er, um, certain "difficulties" my husband was having, I was talking about how I thought they were my fault, but then concluded they weren't because I give a wicked b*** j** and STILL he was having trouble. Then thought, oops. My T looked pretty uncomfortable for a second and then just said there was no such thing as a bad b*** j**. I laughed A LOT and then apologized for making him uncomfortable. He said it was his stuff, not mine, and it was important to talk about anything that was causing me distress.