sometimes i want to keep doing this work with you forever, and sometimes it all just feels so hopeless like 'what's the point'. this morning i am feeling the latter. i'm nervous as hell about Tuesday morning and I ****ed everything up and didn't get the support from you that I'd wanted/needed and it's my own damn fault because i didn't ASK for what i needed. stupid artie, stupid.

eta: it's also really odd to have such absolute opposite feelings about Friday's session. The beginning sucked eggs, but we got through it and the rest of it was good. Really good, at the end. Although I admit there IS a teeny little part of me that felt that the way you read that last dream was to punish me by making fun of it to retaliate for what I said when I first got there - but most of me knows that's totally ridiculous. You respect dreams too much to ever make fun of someone else's. Besides I could see the humor in it too after our previous conversation! It really was funny.