If I could draw - I would draw an egg with a splinter size crack that proceeds to a mesh of cracks with eventual shattering of the shell. That's what I thought about after therapy yesterday. The goal of my therapist (at least in my mind - she would say she has no goal - it's all about what I want) is to effect the first crack. But we all know what happens after you break an egg - you end up with a gooey mess.
And I've developed this thick shell for a reason - I'm trying to decide if there is a good reason to break it.
And whether I should call my T to let her know how I'm feeling - although I suspect she has a pretty good idea.