I call T's voice mail and hang up just so that I can hear her voice. Do you have a favorite poem or short story/childrens book that maybe you could bring in and ask her to read to you? This might be a good way to start to feel less scared in her office and more comfortable.
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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