Oh lord, I've dreamt that my therapist turned into a snake, that he was trying to poison me, that he was stealing my underwear, and once that he was even trying to drown me.

(Like a said, it's very unruly in there).

None of them have been fodder fueling a failure in therapy, but each, in it's own way revealed something about how I was feeling about the therapy and my therapist's role in it. In fact, after the drowning dream, things really began to clip along.

I think they like to know what going on with us good and bad. Maybe you just miss her and this is your brains way of defending yourself from that sadness. I would talk to her about it.

It likely took longer than 3 years to get you to this place, it may take a bit more time to get you out of it.

It can take a long time to forge a strong connection with your therapist. I'm also not sure it's the path that everyone's therapy has to take.

This winter has been terrible hasn't it?