With my last T, it was more about my respecting his boundaries. He would freak out if we got too close - or if I made an error about other kinds of boundaries. Once he became almost white with rage because I tried to give him a gift.

It got bad enough that I stopped handing him my check, and I would just put it on his desk. I thought it would put him in a better mood if he didn't have to risk touching me, but it didn't seem to help. He was often angry, but I still don't know why. He did once sort of imply that it had nothing to do with me. Oh great, something from outside is parachuting in and disrupting my therapy that I'm paying for. But, oh, since T isn't mad AT ME, then it's all okay!! NOT...