holy mother of all therapy hangovers, batman, and I just barely got home from my session. what a tough session it was, too. i was looking forward to seeing her after 2 weeks, but we got into some deep stuff and i was forced to take a really difficult and honest look at myself and t nailed it on the head when she said "you really had an 'oh ****' moment, didn't you." indeed, t. indeed. and then after all that she tells me we have to switch to thursday now for some reason. i didn't ask why. i just said yeah ok of course. eta: i'm mad at her now for doing her job. how stupid is that.

I have a raging headache now. Pass the wine whoever has the box....