T honored me with two sessions for the price of one today.
I got past the "I don't need you or anyone else" attitude with p-doc yesterday, lol, so T didn't have to feel the wrath of it today.
I told T the traumatic part of my mother's death. The real ugly stuff that I haven't wanted to look at. Death is not always serene and peaceful.
I cried for almost two solid hours. T joined in every now and then. That made me a bit uncomfortable but she validated the sadness surrounding the whole ordeal.
I'm exhausted but "lighter."
Thanks for listening. 
Last edited by Orange_Blossom; Jan 23, 2009 at 07:15 PM.
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