Therapy today:

I am exhausted and confused. This working through is too hard. I love him and hate him. But mostly I hate him. All the way home I planned my escape. He's such an arrogant *** sometimes. I don't think he really understands my experience. And another thing, I am really sick of him saying: "I DONT' KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?"

IT MEANS I DON'T WANNA BE HERE SHITHEAD! I DONT' WANT TO HEAR YOU SOUND LIKE A POMPOUS ***. WHEN I LEAVE YOUR OFFICE I FEEL UGLY.

He's not empathic anymore. He's just a pain in my arse. Grumble, grumble,

blah! Blech! WAAAAAAAAAAAA

I JUST WANT TO BE TAKEN CARE OF, ******MIT! STUFF IT IN YOUR CAKEHOLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PS AND ANOTHER THING--STOP FREAKING SQUINTING AT ME!!!!!!!