I am SO angry at T. I know it's probably in the transference, because the level of anger I feel at him is SO extreme.

I called him and asked for everything I have ever written and given to him. All about this one stupid trauma. Then I pretty much called back and DEMANDED it. He left it for me in an envelope in the kitchenette at the office and I just picked it up, brought it home, ripped it all into a million pieces and burned it in a coffee can in the backyard.

So there, T!