There he was. Flirty T. He came out to get me from the lobby and how did he greet me? By raising his eyebrows up and down suggestively.....

But I didn't bite.

I kept my poise. I never dropped my crown. He was super super smiley, flirty. It's been bout 2 weeks since my last therapy when he became cold, and he said "so....it's ummmm...it's been a while...." and he got a really sheepish grin.

But I didn't bite.

And I was fine.

We spent time talking bout my difficulty with being vulnerable, and how he'd really like to see that part of me.

He...will be waiting an eternity before he sees that too much.

Life..marches on. So did I. Transference can be conquered in the heart.