My T and I talk about film sometimes, and I remembered Woody Allen's quote, that the secret to his success (well, before the bad part) was that HE SHOWED UP.
Poor t's, it must be like herding cats, just getting us to show up for our appointments. But I remember going through that with my first major t. She also said I was barely verbal my first few years with her, and I know I was sitting there thinking, "Well, I can't say THAT... I can't say THAT... I can't say THAT!" and that would be in response to like one fairly benign statement of hers. That was the dialogue in my head from my family - YOU CAN'T SAY THAT TO PEOPLE! Now when I tell my T's this story, they are like, Oh for the days of the quiet hankster! and cursing her for getting me started. Well, enough about me (as if!). So oh granite one - are we trying to get blood from a stone?