A hundred times yes.

I started therapy thinking I would talk about my problems and find solutions to those problems.

Um, no.

Very early on I attached to my T and he was steadfast as all anything. Nothing I said or did scared him or changed him in any way. He has been the same guy day in and day out, and I've told him some pretty deep stuff.

Through our relationship I've learned to

love in the face of inevitable loss,
be kinder to myself and to others,
set boundaries that I am comfortable with and enforce them,
express to my family and friends how I really feel,
accept that I am enough,
have compassion for myself and empathy for others,
embrace my feelings - positive or negative,
face my shame and confront my insecurities,
practice patience and tolerance with those around me

I am thankful my dear therapist sees the value in a therapeutic relationship and allows me unlimited time to talk about how it makes me feel. He "allows" me to love him, deeply, which will hopefully help me learn to love myself and in turn put me in a place where I can be accepting of love in return.

The relationship with my therapist is without a doubt one of the most complex, liberating, healing and powerful relationships I will ever know. I still have a lot of work to do but my life is better with him in it. I could never have done the work I've accomplished without paying a lot of time and attention to the relationship.