You know, I don't know if it's dependency on my therapist or not. I don't know if I've ever been dependent on him at all.

I did develop a love for him at one time, and it felt very real and very painful and very exciting really, but I think I know what it was.

For me, what I feel sometimes is the intense need for human connection that I get in therapy. It's so rewarding to be genuine, honest and appreciated.

I like my therapist, but I can honestly say I don't know if I would like him as a person, because I don't know him. I only know how good I feel when I'm with him sometimes.

It's so healing, that connection, I can actually feel the pain leave me, slowly being replaced with what must be love, planted there by a good kind therapist, and left to grow.