My T got a bit angry at my husband and me. T was trying convince me that my childhood really was "that" bad. I always say I wasn't THAT bad because that didn't burn me with cigarettes or starve me or whatever. My T says the constant nature of the abuse makes it THAT bad despite the fact that I have no physical scars. I told my husband about this discussion and he used almost my identical words on saying why it wasn't THAT bad. I thought that was very funny and told T about the conversation with my husband.

So, T was furious with my husband for undermining the work we're doing, and somewhat angry at me that I thought it was so funny. He expressed his anger and I kinda went, "huh," and then we just sort of went on.