This is another post about being in love with my therapist. It is not a fleeting admiration, it is a hit-by-a-train when I see her situation.

She knows I feel this way. We have discussed transference and the unfair nature of the relationship. This hasn't helped. I had a good month last month and made lots of progress, she suggested we see each other once a fortnight, I felt like my heart had dropped out through my arse. Things have gone downhill since then. Last session consisted of me sitting in silence gritting my teeth and not being able to look her in the eye. I detest this feeling so much, I want to quit, but then I'll never see her again, but then I'm angry with her and I want her to miss me. I should probably discuss this with her, but it won't change how I feel about her. All of these irrational and needy thoughts are making me very angry with myself, it makes me feel pathetic.