I just left my session and let me tell you how grateful I am for the therapist that I have. She is such a blessing to my life. She always hugs me when I come in and when I leave, and she is an amazing hugger. She feels like mom to me; very nurturing and caring. I told her last Thursday that I was ready to share more memories of my abuse with her and that I would share some with her today. In today's session I could tell she was ready to listen and to support me. I'm crying just thinking about it. She was so loving and so gentle with me, as always, and I'm so thankful that I have her. She made me feel like I mattered and what I was saying to her mattered. It was one of the most difficult sessions as in me telling her about my abuse, but it was also one of the most loving sessions I've had with her, as well.

My birthday is tomorrow and after my session she said she had a birthday present for me. I was amazed that she thought about me, because she didn't have to do that. She sat next to me as I opened it, and I started crying so hard. It was beautiful and she did what I imagined and have hoped for in my mind for months. My T grabbed me up in her arms as I cried, and she said some really sweet things, but for the life of me I can't remember what they were.

I was just so thrilled and over the moon that she was loving me up like she was and that was all I could focus on. I just remember that they were words that touched me, a lot. I said thank you to her and that my gift was perfect. I told her, "This makes me so happy." She had her hand on my back and said, "I'm glad. You deserve to be happy."

I don't share much, but I did want to share my happy T story in the hopes that someone who needs to hear something positive about therapy will be encouraged in their own T relationships and in their therapy journey that there really are amazing therapists out there.