I told my T that this one part of me wanted to kill her. I told her that I hear her in my head at times. I told her that when I was a kid, i peed in jars and hid them in my dresser. I told her that when I'm feeling powerless, I read about her on the Internet. I also told her that I noticed what appeared to be glass or plastic on her waiting room floor, and to try and figure out if it was glass, I put it against my teeth, and that it was salt. [emoji21]

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