I would imagine that we all suffer from this one. The therapeutic relationship is unique and at once loving and intimate. But it's confined to 50 minutes once or twice a week! I used to have a lot of anxiety over this but I do believe and in fact KNOW that T really cares about me. I just don't think that my relationship with him has to be diminished by the fact that he has other relationships in his life, both professionally and personally. I used to hate all of his other clients but now I am going to join some of them in a group. The 45 minutes that T and I are together are special and they are my time, and mine alone. Think of it this way, lots of people have multiple relationships that are caring and intimate--mothers, teachers, doctors. I have three sons and my relationship with each of them is unique. One truly doesn't compare to the other. I don't love each the same or even equally. But I love them all deeply.

I guess we just get caught up in trying to quantify something unmeasurable. I know that I try to classify the therapeutic relationship and place it into some category I'm familiar with. But when I come up without a "label" I realize the T relationship is special and unique. It's in a class of its own.

Maybe a baby obsesses about its mother this way! The T relationship is a reparenting after all....