I went by one of my old PT's house once. It was just a curiosity thing. I think it put into perspective that my PT is human, has a life...is not just someone that helps me feel better. That was the first and only time I ever did that. I was anxious the entire time that he would be home and see me and call me a stalker. I have looked to see if old T's have pages on MySpace or Facebook, but never to the point where I found out about their friends or anything. Gosh, that makes me sound freakin' creepy!
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