If he had an angle, then I understand it (I think). Maybe he was trying to remind me that, yes, I am going to see him. He was making it realistic for me, reminding me that I will be there tomorrow. But it wasn't what I wanted. I wanted him to tell me that he is still my T. And if that is what he was trying to do, then I hate the way he said it. I know I am difficult, I know that. He often can't win with me. No one can. Transference. Transference of all the people in my life who have never said enough. And they continue to never say enough.

I hate getting upset at work.