I feel as though I am in a "new" place in my therapy. There is a sense of a more comfortable relationship and a deeper, more intimate exchange with T. Although I was in the "I don't want to go" club on Thursday morning, of course I went--but not without some serious self-struggle.

I didn't go to work on Thursday and was very anxious about seeing some old friends that evening whom I hadn't connected with in years. I stayed in bed half the morning, intimidated by the reunion, thinking to myself, "I'm not getting up, not going to therapy, staying in bed all day, etc."

When I got to session I talked about some other issues I needed to share and then told him about my fears of the reunion which I was going to straight after T. He was so empathic and said, "I hate it when I do that." . He totally "got" where I was coming from. He told me a story about getting together with some professional colleagues when he was in T school and how he had decided to just lay around and not go but went anyway and had a great time. He was sooooo supportive. Then he goes, "Oh, that's why you're all duded up." You have lipstick on. Very nice." I think I really felt like a little kid in her party dress. Now I know how that feels because I never had a party dress.

Healing in real time, in the now,in my life in current context. Buy george, she's got it!