I confessed to my T how much I wished that she could be my mother, or at least more than just my therapist. All sorts of shutting down I have been doing since then! I resent her and feel angry at her for not being able to be more to me than just a therapist. I want to die at moments because I feel so frustrated with my perpetual need for a mom.

Any coping tools or suggestions for this? I am in my early 30's and she is old enough to be my mom. She is the first therapist I have gone this deep with, and I am feeling vulnerable and miserable and alone. When I left her office today, she had a client there and I was fuming over this. Major jealousy. I was pissed about this. I saw, very briefly, how she interacted with the client and I was ready to die. Pretty sure I was green all over.