She felt my frustration, but had honored my decision to stop. And then honored my decision to reengage. We talked about my need for reassurance and validation, and oddly enough, just talking about it was both reassuring and validating for me.

When I step back and look at the big picture, I realize that she treats me like an adult and isn't afraid to call me on my stuff. And I kind of need that at this point in my life. I felt like I was being respected enough to do the heavy lifting for myself.

Anyway, I feel good about things, and motivated to work hard. I even found myself brining up issues in my past that I never, ever thought I would be able to talk about.
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