I think my anxiety about boundaries/not following T's rules comes from childhood stuff and my mother's constant accusation that I liked my dad's house better because he didn't have any rules and I thought I was a grownup and didn't like to follow rules. According to her, that's why I went to go live with him. Not, you know, because I was scared of her or anything...
So I feel like I want to prove to T that I CAN follow rules and I CAN be good enough for her and I CAN do the right thing.
Something to discuss with her, for sure. When we have time. Which might be never.
I swear I do my best introspection on PC...
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