We have two therapy dolls in session every time. T holds his carefully in his arm, more or less consciously, the whole time - basically, he's holding me, and I do feel it. My doll gets thrown haphazardly across my lap when I sit down and is usually completely forgotten for the rest of the session. I think that represents how my family saw me, and how I see myself. If I can ever "pick myself up" and attend to myself for even 5 minutes in a session, it will be a major accomplishment. I might have a breakdown if I did. or a breakthrough?