I briefly went to a therapist just before I started seeing my T. She talked about herself a lot. At the end of 3 sessions, I knew more about her life than she did about mine. I couldn't take it and fired her.

I told T about it when I first started seeing him. I don't know if it's his normal mode, but he's rarely told me anything about himself. He does tell me what he thinks or feels about what I've said. I feel I know him very well from that perspective. I know almost nothing about him biographically. I know he's married and has kids, but I don't know how old they are or how many he has. I know where he went to school, because he has diplomas on his wall, but he's never talked about it. I know nothing about his family of origin or how he grew up.

I'm mildly curious. I'm almost certain he'd answer any specific questions I ask him. I don't have any desire to ask, though. I know enough about how he thinks that I think I know him pretty well.