So yep, I dreamed I was cuddling with my T, which felt basically good. But afterwards I met up with my mom and realized my session had gone 19 minutes over (yeah, dunno why 19) and that if my mom found out we went over because we were cuddling, she would freak out about my T being unethical and make me stop going. So I was trying to figure out how to cover it up, all the while feeling uneasy about the situation, when I woke up.

In case it makes any difference, in real life I'm an adult and my mom doesn't even know I am in therapy...

Edit: I just realized if I take the time I've been in therapy and subtract out the 6-8 weeks I thought it would take when I started, it makes 19 months. Whoah.