He told me that he was very ashamed of how he had treated me.
That he felt like he was failing me.
That I didn't think it was ethical to drop a client in week and I did think about making a complaint about him.
Something about how I needed him but he also needed me.
We had worked stuff out before.

I spoke about X and my grandmother.
Sent him a pic of the T who looked like him.
Said I didn;t think I would trust another T and t might take twice as long. Didn't have time or energy for 8 years of therapy.
Suicidal thoughts on friday.
My ambivalence towards therapy- feeling trapped by it.