Ever since the last rupture with T I feel as though I have slipped back into the area of mistrust. He and I talked through this rupture but there is a part of me who is pouting.
And she is afraid and feels as though she is being given mixed messages. And, yeah, she told T that.

I just don't believe that he exists between sessions. He lives in that chair while I am sitting in front of him and then as s oon as I leave he beams up to the big ole' T planet where all of our T's hang out and party (and talk about Freud) until it's time to go back to his chair.

So, how are these two issues--trust and constancy--connected? I'm just not sure.

Peace.