A snippet (paraphrased for brevity, etc.):

Me: All of a sudden I realized how far I've come and how much I've changed, and thought, "WHOA. Three years ago, I was a MESS."
T: (starts to say something)
Me: Wait...'cause in that moment, I heard your voice trying to reframe that for me. You'd say something nice like...I dunno, but you'd reframe it to a you only know what you know thing. But the way I thought it felt most true: I was a mess. You don't need to say it, but I don't need you to reframe that for me. I don't want you to.
T: (laughs) Well, things in your life were certainly messy. (Which was as close as she got to agreeing.)

Later...
T: I might not have a job here much longer.
Me: ...? Oh. Yeah, No, you have to get me through school at least. You're stuck with me.