Dear T,

Come on then genius... Where do we go from here? If you know best? If you know it all?

I feel angry towards you right now. Why? Maybe because you aren't K. Maybe because it seems to me like you are judging the type of work that we did together. You will probably say that you aren't, but your comment of "yes, well THAT seems ok" only implies to me that you don't think that some of what we did was 'ok'. But who are you to say what is right and what is wrong. Who are you, the head of world therapy or something? The head of people in general? Are you God? No. No you aren't. You don't know me. You haven't got a clue.

I did warn you that I might be your worst nightmare didn't I. I gave you the option to say "no thank you". I gave you the opportunity to ask me to leave. But you didn't. And sadly for you that means (in my opinion) that you have to put up with this s**t from me. Sorry not sorry.

Adult me could address this differently, of course I could. I could be all prim and proper and logical and rational, but that isn't my process. My process is allowing whichever part of me is pushing forwards to come forwards, in a way that I never was allowed to before. My process is listening to myself. Allowing myself. And right now THIS is what's coming up for me, so THIS is what we have to work with.

I think you are a useless idiot. And you are going to have to work quite hard to show me otherwise.