My T hugged me today for the second time ever, at my request, and something weird and unexpected happened. I realised I'd curled my left hand into a fist and put it between us.
Now that I did not expect. I've spent all week thinking that I really need a hug, and then I find myself making a fist at him!
So I got out of the hug to discuss the fist and then I was really upset, and my T said: "Are you thinking: I want my hug back?" Which I was! But I was also thinking, what on earth is my unconscious playing at?
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