Had a small fight with current T that could've led to larger, rupturous times but didn't (progress?).

She was being super clinical and giving me some usual rubbish spiel on developmental trauma, attachment blah blah (she has the grace to admit that she's repeating herself when she does that but somehow that doesn't stop her from doing it, even when she can clearly see I'm tuning out).

So, I tuned out (this was right after I'd been in a super emotional space and tried to explain what I was feeling when she launched into tired old soapbox) and after a while, told her I'm mad as heck (hadn't helped that the topic right before -- that somehow seems to make her shut down as much as me, no matter how many times we've gone at it -- is one that stokes my rage like little else).

Apparently, she'd figured it out and then proceeded to give a little play-by-play explanation of exactly what I'd said and done that had her figuring it out -- did not help and I just got madder.

Somehow, we muddled through and while she continued to be dense as heck and all kinds of weird about scheduling of all things, I decided to tune her out unless absolutely necessary.

Ugh.