I just need to get something off my chest.

You all seem to have these marvelous relationships with your therapists.

When I virtually complain about mine, I feel like a skunk at the garden party.

I don't have a warm and fuzzy relationship with this T, or the last one. I cannot imagine holding hands with this T or the last one. Or thinking this T or the last one is giving me some kind of unconditional listening or support. Not this T or the last one.

Sometimes, reading this board makes me feel that there is something wrong with me...that I don't seem to be able to have those kinds of chats with Ts that only seem to happen in the movies.

After a session, I generally feel extremely stirred up...at best inspired, but never ...unconditionally understood or saved....

or "completed" by T.

I guess I'm jealous of some of you and your perfect therapy.

There, I've said it.

Please don't take this personally if you're in perfect therapy. But those of you who aren't....I could use a bit of support.

Imperfectly yours,

MCL