Another argument with therapy blokey

I tell myself that my snapping at therapy blokey and having a tantrum is a good thing because it's another boundary down and some more ground covered and it's usually stuff that needs to be said. Right? It breaks down my normal stand-offish unwilling to open up thing and is really a breakthrough.

And yes I can positive spin anything.

Yeah, I'm not sure I believe it either, but I tell myself it and maybe one day I'll convince myself. Still, after argument it's probably not best to go home and empty a bottle. This is not the best of coping strategies, no no it is not. Still, no hang over – I am immune to hangover so I am presuming this means I am justified (hush, I know it doesn't make sense).

But I am sorely tired of feeling like my past decisions, actions and inactions are being judged and second guessed. I am sorely tired of feeling blamed for the various badnesses that happened, or blamed for not 'fixing' them and I'm, frankly, sorely tired of his pig-ignorance of the realities not just of the time but that are still very much the case today.

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