Getting ready for therapy tommorrow... and I'm nervous. For a long time T has been losing her patience because it's taking me so long to accept and "integrate" Her. She says I haven't been doing therapy work. Now, I'm trying to get myself into the "zone" to do some work...

Last time, T just kept insisting that She is me. There was a period of time with a previous part of me, a little girl that's now integrated, that I didn't really believe she was "real" and definitely didn't believe she was me. That gap seems even larger now. Half the time I'm trying to decide if I made Her up. How can I believe she's real, and that she's me?

I try to imagine us coming together, and I keep picturing us being zipped together by this giant zipper! LOL! Can't get that image out of my head