Man talk about a therapy hangover. I really had to struggle to function at work today. I caught myself making a bunch of mistakes, and am sure I didn't catch just as many or more. I got stupid emotional and cried a couple of times when somebody yelled at me on the phone. Sheesh. what a weird freakin' session. I have a funny feeling we were almost about to discover - something - and now all I feel is self-hatred and I want to quit again!!! For heaven's sake does this merry go round or roller coaster or whatever it is ever stop?! I trust my T though - and when she said she thought we should start talking weekly again, I didn't argue. In fact I felt hugely relieved when she said it. I am not going to quit. Not now... I've come way too far to give up on myself now. But it was a weird, weird T day today. I was going to have a glass of wine before bed, but think with the way I've been dreaming lately, alcohol would not be a good idea. Nighty night couch, pleasant dreams to all who are on the same side of the globe as me, and have a good day to those on the other side! I'm glad to close the door on this day!