M.

I’m really feeling anxious about meeting with you tomorrow.

Something weird happened on my drive home last week.

That one that always slips in to handle my meetings with you slipped back on the drive home. Something came forward and I can’t even journal about it. I’ve journaled around it.

I was also honest with you about what I think is self harm, in view of my other life style habits. I feel like I’m going to get in trouble for my bad choices.

I feel small and scared.

You have always been kind and understanding. You have not judged me that I can remember.

I just feel small and in trouble.

Please don’t get on to me.

Trail.