Why didn’t you push me to talk? You knew how hard today’s session would be and how awful I would be feeling because of my email, but you let me avoid and stew in my anger and hurt that you’re going to be away for a week rather than encouraging me to talk about it. My petulant response of ‘I don’t want to talk about it’ was to try and get you to show me that you care and tell me that you want to make me feel better before you go, so we should talk about it. But instead you let me avoid, and we both pretended that everything was ok when it clearly wasn’t. I hate you for abandoning me. And yes I’m probably looking for any excuse to be angry at you right now, but spending the session with you teaching me to play chess was a complete waste of my time. What was the point? What is the point in any of this? Therapy is b*llsh*t. You’re b*llsh*t.