I seem new t this week for the second time. I really like her energy and excitement about life.
She asked if I liked my family I said, they are alright, they are just there I suppose.
So she got out some props ( a tombstone) and one by one we killed them t wrote out their details on a Sheet of paper.
I didn't feel anything but when she wrote out a sheet for my ex, well everything changed and I started crying uncontrollably. T asked to hold my hand, it felt nice to be comforted. She then wrote out a shyer for me with the date that I died on the day my ex left because I feel like I died that day. I never realised that until we that in session.

T then asked if I liked myself? I hesitated because I am not sure. She asked me to close my eyes. She said can you imagine kissing yourself, and would you like it? I said no way, she said now imagine French kissing yourself, I made a face, now imagine licking yourself all over. What happens? I said it's disgusting. She said that's interesting because you do it to others and expect them to do it to you but you can't do it to yourself. She said my homework over Christmas is to lick myself and touch myself and begin to love the beautiful woman I am.

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