I feel like this is a stupid question, but here goes. On Friday, my T was talking about how I need somebody to trust but I don't have a template for that, how I keep panicking and losing the image of him as a good-enough therapist. I said I wouldn't blame him if he took the opportunity to get rid of me and he said I need to matter more to myself and expect more. He said: "I hold your hand such a lot in here, in my mind."

Since I left that session I've had a physical feeling in my chest, like something has come unstuck, and I don't know what it is. It's not attraction, because I don't have those kinds of feelings for my T. So what is it? Therapy love? Or some kind of attachment thing? Is this how little kids feel when they realise their parents love them? I don't know because my parents didn't take very good care of me. I don't know what this feeling is. I think I like it though.