Well I went in there told her how my week went, which was the usual stressor with h, which I stood up to in a spazzed out way because all these holiday triggers are getting to me, plus his triggers about his mothers death. Also I told her my mom had a biopsy and I will know on the 15th if the cyst is malignant or not.

We processed that. I did the assignment and I wrote a couple of c s a words. She took one word and discussed it, asked what made it uncomfortable , why and so forth . She said that word made her sad and angry for me, and also negative for her. We were going to take it two words a session and she said , there will be alot of repetition of words.

There's alot more words I have not written yet. I cringed and covered my face and my ears, his behind the coat hanger. I felt 7 8 9 ect all over again. It was humiliating.