This is my first return trip to see t after a pretty intense session into darker, deeper stuff than we've addressed before. I had a nightmare last night that my mom was trying to kill me and have been having flashbacks/emotional-overwhelmed-ness since Sunday. For the first time ever, I'm afraid to go back. I told him I was ready and wanted to this hard work, but we're only one session into it and it's kicking my butt. It doesn't help that t is going out of town for the rest of the week after today. I just keep reminding myself that this has to be better than the hell I'm currently living in.