I think my gratitude may take shape again in the form of a poem. I don't know, but that's what usually happens when deep feelings bubble up. Thanks for all of your ideas. I feel that my T is truly saving my life. Not that I'm suicidal or risking self harm or anything like that. But my T is rescuing me from the unconscious where I have been living. And that place is where confusion reigns and a thick fog or mist covers and hides the primal self which is the True Self. And this Self is awakening and insists on climbing out of the darkness and emerging into the light and reclaiming her birthright. And this is the only way that I will ever be able to live an authentic life driven by joyful intention which is my goal. I want freedom instead of enslavement. I want to be awake instead of asleep. And it is my T who is bringing me closer to achieving my wishes.