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8/1/18

I've only met with him twice, but it already seems like T.M. really gets me. Maybe it's because of who he is; maybe I'm more easily readable than I like to believe. Regardless, I like following his suggestions and recommendations. Again, this may just be that T.M. is T.M., but I feel like he is putting absolutely no pressure on me to follow through on his requests. In fact, it was he who suggested I started this paragraph-a-day project. I'm starting to take just a little bit of initiative in some other areas too, which is the first time that's happened in a while.

I haven't been keeping much track on how often I have empty days, but when I was empty last night it seemed like the first time in a while. I'm going to see him again tomorrow; I'm sure as the time approaches I'll get a little nervous once again. But overall, thoughts of my visits to T.M. are positive and I even find myself looking forward to them occasionally. This is progress. This is good.

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