It took me a while to trust that T wasn't going to give up on me and tell me to find another T. I had one T before him that moved out of town right as I was going through a terrible event.
Not to mention I just do not trust anyone other than my mother.

But now I feel like T is a father figure, whIch I never had before, and I'm anxious to see him each week. Although I still get nervous once I'm In the room and he's across from me.