Insert Sound of Gears Turning

12:30 am. Guess whose brain won't shut up so she can sleep. Silly brain. The middle of the night is not the time to be processing counseling. Not when I have work in the morning.

Except that Counselor said that's the best time- right after counseling when the defenses are down and I'm tired. So, yeah, I guess it is prime processing time. But sleep would be good.

So since I can't seem to stop thinking about today's session...

To Counselor, even though I doubt you'll ever read this. Thank you for being someone I can trust. Thank you for being kind when I'm wrong. And thank you for being patient with me. I am not patient with me, so this particular quality surprises me, especially coming from someone who has seen my worst. This means a lot to me.