On Friday, my T asked me: "What can I do to make you feel more safe in here?"

I couldn't answer.

What was I supposed to say? Hug me? Tell me that we will be in therapy together forever and you will never, ever retire or go anywhere?

I told him I was scared that he'd move some place really far like Guatemala.

He said, "Don't you think there are phones in Guatemala?"

Yes. But it wouldn't be the same.