So, after my appointment yesterday I blew up T’s email and now I am blowing up PC... *sigh*

Anyway... yesterday I was talking to T about when an elder in my family told me 1. He was a different religion than the rest of the family and 2. His God told him he was damned to hell for the mistakes he made when he was younger. T was kinda surprised that I said my elder just had a different word for God than the one I used but it was still the same God. (T and I are both the same faith but different branches). After answering T’s questions about my elders faith and how he came to it I moved on to part 2. I had confronted my elder stating flat out that either the elder was mistaken about the message (in the form of a vivid dream) or that his god was wrong. T’s looked like . I went on to explain that I believed in a “life” after death but that if the elder did not join me in that life after death it would not be the joyous life promised to me by my faith... so he was wrong, he was not going to cheat me out of my eternal joy just because he screwed up long before I was born. Oh my! T’s eyes got even bigger and he was clearly shocked. T asked how I could have EVER have spoken to my elder that way. OMG I laughed SO hard. 1. I am not the good little girl that can sometimes be too passive and submissive... I have a shadow side too and she is a B*. 2. He was flat out wrong and I was not going to allow him to continue to dismiss all the changes he made in his life to be a better person by the time I came into the world.

So here is where I get confused... T and I have not talked about shame (yet) but it is ALL over his website about his passion for confronting shame and helping his clients let go of shame... so why was he looking at me all crazy? Like he was about to excuse himself to go get me a straitjacket and a ride to the new state psych unit. Yes, there are some things I feel shame around that he and I are going to need to work through but they are small in both size and number compared to other things to work on.

Could I really have totally mislead him into thinking I am all sweet and innocent? I mean, seriously I am a redhead who is in touch with her Celtic ancestry... natural redhead...

Or, my other thought that I am afraid to think... are T and I just that much alike and he is just realizing it?