Therapy with my T was ended today.

I was a complete basketcase, and he was calm. Which upset me to no end, because I was expecting him to be upset - which I know rationally wouldn't happen.

Told him things weren't working out... he gave me permission to come back if I wanted to, or to see someone else.

I'm supposed to work on 'self-acceptance' instead of trying to change myself to make everyone else happy. Which is the point where I'm at, and what I was trying to do...

This should make me a lot more upset than it is. Or maybe this was over a month ago, and I held on too long.

Maybe I should drop out of my psychotherapy group too and stop the AD's. But we'll see.