I knew I was attached to my T when I finally started to trust her. I knew that I was really attached when she acknowledged that it was ok for me to miss her when she was out of town. I knew I was ok with being so attached to T when I was able to tell her hard stuff because I knew she wouldn't change - that she'd still be there for me.

It took a long time for me to accept that I was attached to T, that I had come to rely on T as someone who was there for me, who's sole role in my life was to help me. It was a painful journey, but it's a really good feeling knowing T is there for me. I'm not used to having someone to rely on like that.