First, we talked a bunch about the last two days. I had checked the email my mom sent in response to me declining an invitation to the US, had reconnected with a few friends and had started searching for jobs. We discussed all those things in some detail.
Then we talked about how I had been exhausted after the last session. T said I looked like there was something I wasn't letting out in the last 15 minutes or so that session. He asked what might have been going on, but I didn't know. We tried to figure it out for a while and discussed things I had been thinking about on the way home from the session, but couldn't really get anywhere.
After that we discussed that I might try to go visit a teacher at my old high school. I'm a bit scared of it because there's lots of bad memories associated with the place. But T thinks it might be a good idea to go there, maybe try it on a weekend when nobody's around so it's not akward to freak out. We talked a bunch about high school in general, what subjects I took and how well-prepared for university I was after it. The first 45 minutes of the session were rather uneventful.

In the last 10 minutes or so, I got very sad. I said it might be because I'm scared he'd be angry with me, even though there wasn't any reason for that. That somehow developped into a conversation of how I might make people scared of me by acting out on my emotions. T then went on to say I always seem angry when he gets me from the waiting room. I asked why and he said because I never look at him. I felt even worse about that, since I am rarely angry with him and don't want him to think that. So I tried to explain why I don't look at him. I don't really want to share it here, but he reacted very well.

After getting home I was again very tired, tried to stay up for a while to not kill my sleep schedule.