Ugh. Terrible therapy hangover. Talked about dating, which is always awful. Got into this wretched discussion where T was trying delicately to ask me if maybe the reason I'm having so much trouble dating is b/c I'm attracted to guys who are out of my league, which made me feel like he was saying that he finds me unattractive but of course he can't tell me either way because both answers are highly problematic and it was just so horrific and he felt guilty for even bringing it up but now I'm just totally miserable and dizzy and panicky and I hate it. And I can't just collapse into bed like I want to because I have to interview residency candidates.

ETA: the worst part is that he's seen pictures of the last few guys I've dated (at his request) so he knows what they look like, and must think that I'm too ugly for them