Mouse,

First of all I'm kind of pissed that my T probed me for greater details yesterday. "What' sound? What smells? What physical sensations? She knew exactly what I was saying, this was not necessary. I don't think making me focus on these things and then trying to get me verbally describe it to her served any real benefit in my opinion other than make me feel more like a pig. So at this point I don't give a crap what she thinks of me. She was no different than so called childhood friends who cheered on the original insanity.