Dear T,
OK, apparently I have some paternal transference for you (I know, shocker!) based on my reaction to your response to my PhD interview e-mail. It just felt...different than hearing back from my friends, H, or even the brief phone call with my mom. Something about the "nice job" in particular just hits me in a certain spot. Like, "Yay, you're proud of me." Or something like that. I guess that's the flip side of the shame thing, in a way...Stuff to discuss Thursday. And also maybe some techniques for me to not freak out during the 4 hours I'll be on campus...particularly during the lunch part. (Or maybe I'll save that for Monday's session--or perhaps both).
Love,
LT