Week 22 continued.
(...)sessions, but I can't stand this. I went quiet for too long. 'Do you want to talk about anything?' 'No. I don't want to tell you about it [sullen]'. I'd tried to pick up my bright mood of the moments before so's not to make my true feelings too obvious. I certainly wasn't going to let him access my deepest insides again. 'Well, that's okay if you are okay with it, but if it would help to talk about it, perhaps we should' [he says]. 'I feel like I want to go'. 'Do you want to talk about why?' 'No' [sullen] 'I don't want to tell you why'. 'I think I'd better go!' [picks up bag and gets up - walk to door]. 'Oh, I'm sorry. Do you want to make another appointment time?'[I say]. He looks a little shocked and reaches for his diary. 'I won't be here for two weeks' [he says]. Oh, fucking marvellous. Not only(...)