I think my attachment is disorganized.
Something I'll throw in the mix here is that I think my mother f*cked up in terms of my developing a secure attachment, but I think it was truly jacked because my main source of comfort/companionship/authority/lots-o-shit was my brother, who is my abuser (incest). Will have to note this idea more clearly to my T, although I'd say we begun skimming this general idea last session.