I'm a "normal" person with a respected, full-time job. I had a "normal" childhood. I didn't think it would happen to me, but yes...

...I have obsessive thoughts about my T. I wish I knew the real him, I think of him often, count the days between sessions, feel saddened I'm one of many clients and am attracted to/love a man who's no more than a blank slate and entirely off-limits.

It sucks a lot.

BUT, and maybe I'm wrong here, I think it's worthwhile to uncover what's underlying my obsession and work to correct it through real-life relationships over time. Very few parts of my obsession/endearment/transference are a secret to my T and we're working on developing better relationships outside the therapy room.

For now, even with al the pain he causes me I think it's worthwhile to continue therapy.