Dear T,

Hm, I just had a thought of why I maybe felt somewhat dissatisfied about today's session (aside from your seeming distracted/distant/tired and not feeling particularly connected). In telling you how I had the panic attack/hot flash/medication reaction/whatever that was in Dr. H's office with H and D, stepped out, got the cold water, and came back in, then stayed after H and D left and talked to the doctor for another hour--I think I wanted you to say how good of a job I did handling that. Maybe even that you were proud of me. But you didn't.

Also that I talked to D about why she was upset after and managed to get her to go to her grandmother's after all. And still went out with H for a bit (even though I'd partly have been content to hibernate by myself and watch TV). And the next night, went out with friends we hadn't seen in a bit, when H seemed to be the one who didn't want to go.

But you know what? It doesn't matter whether you're proud of me or praise how I handled it. It matters that *I* feel that way. Maybe I actually needed for you not to say it in order to realize that?

I should probably actually share this with you next session. Hope you're OK and will be for that.

Love,
LT