I guess I have been guilty of dropping bombs.
You know those last minute items we bring up, sometimes even after the session has been claimed as being over.

I don't mean to. I really don't.
I think.
Who knows whar our unconcious is up to, huh?! lol

I know she's extended sessions a few times. I though it was because she didn't have a patient after me, and she just wanted to and ... well... because I'm so darn special you see.

So last night as she was writing out my payment receipt I mentioned something that I know is important but I also know I can neglect to bring things up after a certain amount of time has passed. I'll convince myself it isn't important any longer.
So she doesn't respond right away. Then she looks at me an uncomfortable half a minute, hesitates, and just says "I can't help but notice that you're bringing up something very important at the end of the session."
ouch! ow ow OW!!!
I'm sorry!! I didn't mean to!

Honestly, I don't always know that something is important--do you?
Or maybe I'm fooling myself, I don't know. Her response shook me up.
She could have acknowledged what I said and then said it was important and we'll start with that next time. *ECHOES pouting*

But I think I have been doing this a lot lately, last minute bombs.
A way to not let go is what I think it is.
I saw this in my mother--she would spend hours visiting with someone at home, then walk them to the door and keep them there for at least a half hour, yakking away, holding them there. I don't like seeing it in me.

Darn, now I have to sit with this all week. This feeling she is perturbed, that I am doing something to challenge her boundaries, and that I am just .. like... mo-ther.
UGH!!

But I'll talk to T about it next Thursday.
Maybe at the verrrrry end of the session. lol