I guess I have the 'secret' belief that I am my T's favorite. I ask her - "so, I'm unique, right?" , "no one else writes you hate poems, right?", "anyone else request a substitute T? No?, so I'm special, right?"

She'll compliment me on my hard work and I think, "yep, she likes me". Or she'll offer something extra and I think, "yep, I'm worthy. she wouldn't do that for anyone else, right?"

Why do I want to be T's favorite? I guess I hate her other clients. Normally, I just forget she has other 'children'. She told me yesterday how one client expected something outlandish and I was thinking, "not me, I'm a good child. I wouldn't expect something like that. I will be her favorite."