The last time I got a letter, I immediately put it in my backpack, unopened, to take to my next T session, and I experienced a completely unexpected surge of joy and a feeling of lightness! If I were a believer I would have said I was filled with grace, it was THAT distinct. I may have to give this another thought! Maybe just the idea that T would protect me? That she could TRY to enter my space, invade my boundaries, but my holding firm - well, SOMEBODY inside was really really happy. I almost had to sit down.