I just left my T’s office. We talked about my canceling last minute for one of my appointments last week. I was stressed about his response but didn’t need to be because he might be the most understanding human ever. He said he missed me. He also said he thinks it might just be that I felt I shared to much the day before and felt that was enough. He said he would still encourage me to come in and talk about that, but I don’t need to if I don’t want to. In the bigger context of being a bit of a perfectionist, he talked about how we are both imperfect people and will make mistakes. He will try not to make mistakes with me, but he likely will and we’ll talk through it. Maybe he won’t respond to a certain email and I’ll feel neglected or maybe he will respond to an email and I’ll be triggered by it. He said it’s messy and we’ll talk it through those things. I was pretty quiet in session, but as I drove home I had tears streaming down my face. My childhood would have been so much easier if my parents had that attitude.