As therapy for me has gone the fantasys have lessened and reality has begun to take root. I don't think the caring I fantazied is any less in reallity, but for me the fear was that it would be.

I Am still prone to fantazise, but I am much more aware now. I remember being upset once when the fantazies went the other way as Everythink has its oppersite, and I fantazied T didn't care and I told her that I was stupid to have had fantazies of her caring when in reality she didn't. T replied, "I don't think there is that big a gap between your fantazy of me caring and the reality". I think thats when I begun to dare to want to really find out about the truth of that, thats when I begun to balance fantazy and reality.