I think I am making you really uncomfortable. I know that I am kind of a mess and it is clear that something I said a few weeks ago is really bothering you.
I didn’t mean to screw this up. I know it must be really difficult and frustrating for you to have what is essentially the same conversation with me week after week. It must be hard to understand how I could possibly be so thick, how I could fail to resolve such obvious issues. I am so sorry to have made a mess of this and I am starting to think that I’ve overstayed my welcome.
Should I come next week? Or should I just let this fade away? I know you have a waiting list and probably there is someone you could really help who isn’t getting a chance because of me.
I don’t know what to do. I am so very grateful for the opportunity you have given me to examine myself, my actions and motivations. On the one hand I know that there is nothing really wrong with me or with my life and that I should just quit whining and enjoy the ride; on the other hand I feel that I must be very deeply fucked up. Either way I’m not sure what I expect you to do for me.
I am just so sorry to have fucked this up.