My T doesn't have a computer in the office. Well, it's not an office, it's a room. I got to a center for psychoanalysis. Even though it's a center, it's not like the therapists work in conjunction with one another. The offices aren't even their permanent ones. I have T in the same room each week, but if I go on a different day during the week, it might be a different room. The Ts don't personally decorate the rooms or anything because it's not their own. Emailing has never even come up. I am glad that there is no emailing. Knowing me, it would get completely out of control to the point where his computer would blow up once he turned it on. I express myself through writing and poetry-- so if I was able to write to him, chances are it would take forever to write that first email-- but after that, it would just get crazy. It would just give me another thing to worry about and obsess over. I have a hard enough time calling him if things get really bad. I don't need another method of communication to stress out over.

I often bring my journal with me to T. Sometimes I just hold it in my lap, I don't even open it up. I believe it helps to channel things in my unconscious, things that have gone into the book through free association that I don't even remember I put in there.

I told him that I might give him "homework" and give him some of my writing to read when I am nowhere near him, lol. We try to use my poetry as a part of therapy, but so far I've only been able to read a very minimal amount of my work to him.