I'm so tired. So very tired.
I don't feel well.
I feel like I've got nothing left to give.
For the first time- I'm not looking forward to tuesday's session. Maybe I am just acting out. But why can't I just not go?
What about what I think is right for me over what you think is right for me?
"I'm well acquainted with the villains that live in my head."
I don't feel connected to you.
I guess I feel just disillusioned.
Therapy is just so painful and it's been relentless for the 20 months.