I had an extra session today and felt I needed it last week but not so much this week. However, I was compelled somewhat to go anyway. I told T that I felt guilty and he told me it was okay, and I believe him, but I think another part of him might think it isn't okay. (or maybe that's me?) (or both, or neither?)

I told T something that has been worrying me but that I can't do anything about anyway.

I am getting better at tolerating my affect without showing it as much and/or getting really upset about it regarding my horrific state I go into. I am so much better than years ago and I have a supportive T which makes all the difference. I actually like what I do, never thought I'd hear myself saying that.

I'm loving that the sun is out longer in the evening, it is making me feel so much better right now.