My therapist will never be out of a job

 Everytime I talk with my mother, I'm reminded why I'm in therapy hahahah

It's like this everytime-
Me, leaving my therapist's office: "Oh why was I so anxious?? Things are going great :D" 
Me: *has one conversation with my mom*
Me: "Oh. I see."

Like just today, she sat me down while I was having dinner (I mean I was already sat- you know what I mean) and she asked me what my plan was for the summer. I told her I planned to study a little bit, get my driver's permit and do Artfight. When I explained what Artfight was, she asked what was it for and when I said "happiness", she put her head in her hands and sighed. DUDE?? WHAT??? She wants me to be very productive every this summer. Suddenly all the talks I had with my therapist about feeling anxious when I do nothing/be unproductive/not study makes a ton of sense