just a therapy session rant... comment if you relate.

Today i saw my T for the first time in what seemed like forever. A day less than a week. The whole session was focused on the blowout between me and my mother. We're not speaking and my mom is playing childish games and acting like a child. Now i know where i get that behavior from. The clock was tilted too much away from me so i couldn't even do my usual side glance to at least guesstimate where the minute hand is. Before i knew it i sensed her wrapping up and i didn't even get to the topic i came in wanting to talk about. I quickly said, i still want to talk about the email i sent you... and she said she didn't get it and asked if it was about her vacation. I said no it wasn't about her going away but we need to talk about that too. She said well i guess you know what you want to talk about next time then! Thursday is our last session before she leaves for a week. She ended at 5 on the dot, when usually by the time i get out of there its like 5:12. and she started a few minutes after 4. so it was a little shorter session than usual, but it seemed to FLY. I don't even feel like i saw her today. Basically all i did was vent and complain about my mom and i could have done that to a wall. I missed out on having a conversation with her. Also she was sick with a cold. So todays session wasn't very fulfilling. i'm sure you all know what those are like.