I told T that I feel I just then up and do nothing in therapy lately.

T says - why do you think that is?

Me - *immediately feels uncomfortable*. I dint know.
.*begins to have visions of grenades exploding and soldiers diving into trenches and wonders whether to tell T this or just keep it to myself. Decide to tell T what I'm seeing*

T - and do you know whose throwing the grenades?

Me - *thinks about that. Realising T is skillfully easing out what is going on and replys * I don't know who they are, NO wait! I think they all maybe me, but not me??

T - OK, theyre are you, but not you. Do you know why they are throwing the grenades?

Me - no. But hang on, it's calming down now, I think there's just one me, not me throwing a grenade now.

T - and Does that feel better ?

Me - I don't know, I think I prefer the chaos, the stillness isn't nice.

T - tell me about the stillness......

And that led to a very productive season.

I love when I just throw in random stuff and T understands it. And employs it.