This will be followed with a (much!) longer and more detailed post, but didn’t want to keep anyone in suspense. It was a really good session in terms of the work that got done and reconnecting, although painfully brutal. I feel like a wrung out dishcloth. 
I had a WHOLE lot of transference going on which I’ll talk about in my post, but BN was solid, empathic, caring and a damned effective therapist. We’re good. OK I am a little angry at him (and seem to be making a habit of saying “fuck you.” Again, his response was “that was good.” Therapists are weird. ) Thank you to everyone for your support. And for being right about BN. I was so scared I was going to lose him and am very grateful it didn’t happen. I am also really angry at my dad. More to follow.
