It was really hard, I told her I hate she doesn’t see a therapist for her trauma. Then she tells me I’ve been seeing 1 for over 20 years and I’m still screwed up and it hasn’t helped me. She told me about the hurtful things I said, I told her she’s crazy, and I apologized for some of the things I said. I kept praying to god to not have this blow up with me leaving early just like last time when I left in anger. It was ugly , raw, scary and I told her I don’t want to play therapist. I’m tired of it. She said I should just go and this is it. Somehow I was able to calm thing down internally and then asked her if she wanted to go for coffee. And then we drove and it was nice. Disaster averted. I told her she wasn’t mentally stable during our childhood and I suffered from severe anxiety due to fear and authoritarian parenting. I’m so grateful we both didn’t take things too personally and we were able to calm things down. So hard, praying helped. Thank you God.
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