((((((((((((granite))))))))))))))

I remember early in therapy, I told T something I did when I was 14 that I was so ashamed of...I felt like I had to admit it right away, in case it made him decide to not work with me. He listened, and told me that what I did made so much sense in the circumstances I was in. He was so accepting of that 14 year old me that for the very first time, I was able to look at her, and me, a little differently. It was really the very very beginning of seeing the possibility of learning to accept myself.

I'm glad your T is giving you that gift, granite. You deserve love and acceptance and understanding.