Yeah, I guess it's that part that bothers me.

I'll have to analyze that now, lol. I'm expressing intimate knowledge about him and our therapeutic relationship to others. Maybe it's that protective thing with me again. Protecting the sanctity of love and care within relationships. Like that's private info I shouldn't be giving out. Allowing others into our sacred space feels like betrayal of some kind. So again with my mother and brother. Gah! Everything always comes back to that with me. It's true that he'd probably be happy to know that I've reached out to others.