Dear T,
I had this thought while I was rearranging/cleaning the living room today: "I need to make a mess first in order to fix it." And then it occurred to me that maybe that might apply to therapy, too? Not just in terms of figuring out stuff in my life, but maybe our therapeutic relationship as well? Maybe I'm too afraid of making a mess, though I think I took some steps toward doing that with some of what I shared Friday. Maybe I need to not be afraid to rearrange the furniture, so to speak. Even if it requires throwing a bunch of stuff in the middle of the room to do it.

Love,
LT