I've tried to quit multiple times. T has subtly talked me out of it each time, thankfully, and then shortly after I regain my senses another chunk of work gets done. Amazing how that works. A month or so ago I don't remember exactly when it was she finally said it not so subtly - "Art, I know you want to be done, but honestly, I don't think that you are." She's right of course. I'm tackling another big issue right now that I've been hiding from myself even, for way too long, that's just been eating me up inside so insidiously I didn't even recognize it was happening. I'm so thankful that my T knows me so very well that she knew I was ready to hear it straight up instead of subtly!!!