Ugh,
Last night H and I had a bad fight. I emailed T and as per our agreement cc’d T2. At the end of the email I let her know that a lot of stuff in the email is new to her (we’ve only had two sessions) and it is OK to ask questions, please do not push for emotion and typically with something like this I react poorly to sympathy/empathy/nurturing. OK, I am not the type to put dumb thoughts in someone’s head just to be stupid! If I am warning you not to do these things then this is how I perceive you. Ugh. She wrote back... thanks for the warning, I think I will just be me and see what happens. She did cc T1. OMG I want to strangle her already. Container... I want an F*ing container! I do not want some fruity, bubbly guppy drink to welcome me... I want a damn container... I want T1... T1 is the epitome of a container.
I am planning on having my credit card info or cash to hand her so I can walk out at any point. I don’t need more stupid right now.
Maybe T1 was right, I just don’t like women.
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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