So, I'm still in a bad mood, but Jedi and I had a talk about my bad mood and the fact that I am frustrated with him and his apparent lack of motivation.
It was good, it was calm.
I wanted to yell, I restrained myself from sinking into unproductive venting and accusations-- e.g. "You're not motivated," "Why don't you shut up and DO something if you're so unhappy," etc and stuck to the more productive (and therapist approved) "I" statements... such as- "I get frustrated when I feel you're not making constructive choices. I care about you and want you to succeed, but I feel like you're getting in the way of your own success..." etc.
I'm still in a bad mood because I followed up this incident with Jedi with an argument with my mother which totally did devolve into yelling about how she's such a pain in the ass.
So I'm not always a grown-up... so sue me.
Excuse me now while I go and drown my sorrows in a cup of cocoa with marshmallows.