My Therapist Has Real Emotions Too!!! And that is awesome because it shows not everyones perfect!!!!!

So we didn't do much in therapy last night. I wasn't in the mood. Didn't feel like talking.
I need to bring up stuff on monday and we really need to get talking--I need to take advantage of seeing him. And love it because I'm not going to have him when I go to college which is VERY soon.

I found out where I'm living next year...and my roommates....I don't think they are transfer students....I think they are all close friends and I'm scared. I'm scared...they won't like me, I won't fit in....etc...etc.

We talked a bit about my weight last night. My therapist didn't believe me when I said I was close to 150 lbs. I said I am close! And I said "don't you dare say you think close to 150 lbs is one or two lbs" I told him I weighed 140 lbs. He said no you don't. I don't believe you. So I said fine-let's go find a scale--I'll prove it to you. We went down the hall to another empty office and there was a scale in there and I stepped on. Boooyooo therapist. Then he stepped on and go really pissed because the scale at home he has and the one we both stepped on didn't say the same. Like his scale at home must be like 10 lbs off he said. So he seemed pissed and depressed. Probably wasn't a good idea to step on the scale on the beginning of our session because he did seem very happy and in a very good mood to see me when I first came in. So it just showed me he has real emotions which is important. And I don't think he should hide those emotions from me. Some might argue he should. Hes my therapist and he should. But just like I shouldnt hide emotions from him he shouldnt from me. Were real people. We have bad days. We have days where we feel like crap. I think he also was upset because he was planning on going to the gym yesterday morning and woke up at like 5am to work on a report for this parent and he then realized he had hours of work ahead of him to do....so he missed the gym...met with the parent and she didnt even take the report so he was pissed. He wish he had gone to the gym he told me.

I'm doing okay. Last night I really didnt want to hang out with friends. My therapist said I needed to and I need to stop isolating myself. So he told me to go see them. Of course I listened to him. Ugh I wish I hadn't and just gone to bed. Whatever. We didn't do much but I guess it was good I saw them. My mood was a little down last night.
I tend to make fun of myself in front of my friends which gives them permission to make fun of me...I guess....and I didn't realize how much I did that until last night and taking to my therapist and realizing I do that. He told me I need to stop doing that. I agree,

My fun gym class tonight!! I'm excited!! :)