I really appreciate your concern, hankster. I know you thought the earlier thing was trouble, and I didn't. My feeling at the time he almost said it was, and pretty much still is, amusement at the look on his face. I think I caught him unaware because he was thinking about scheduling and not doing "therapy."

I know you were less than impressed with my thought that my T couldn't possibly be offering anything more than a therapeutic relationship because I think I'm unattractive, but my brain comes back to that fairly often. He's married. He's attractive. I'm married. I'm NOT attractive.

In any event, he has been clear about the boundaries of the relationship in a nice way. I believe the conversation about friendship down the road was about trying to get me to stop worrying about him seeing me as "less than" him, about never being equals, about losing him forever. I wish you could meet him, hankster, so you could tell that he really is (I think) a genuinely kind, caring person. I know that this is not going anywhere sexual. I really do have warm fuzzies inside, though, that you're worried about me.