I don't know what made me think of this now, but last winter during one particularly difficult session I sat in the assprint chair pouting. I didn't like what I was hearing and wished to make myself invisible. I had a warm winter scarf folded on my lap and I took it and held it up in front of my face and told T I was making him go away.

The adult me commented that I was acting like a 2-year old, and T goes, "That's okay because that's probably about where you are right now."



So, what's up with regression?