I am very lucky to have found my T.....living in the capital city of my state, there were MANY to choose from. She was the second one I contacted.....the first one I actually saw. This was my first time seeing a T since I was a teen, and that was about 20 years ago. We hit it off right away, I knew right away that she was a keeper. She still had some work ahead of her as far as gaining my trust, but she tailored my therapy and her boundaries around me and my personality.... she figured out pretty quickly that I wasn't going to fully trust her unless I had an idea of who she is as a person. So she has disclosed enough to help me get more comfortable with her, and continues to, if it happens to come up in my session. I have been worried all along about the idea of getting too attached or dependent on her, but I talk to her about it, she helps ease my mind. I feel a bond with her I don't feel with anyone else, simply because this is the one person who I'm supposed to confide fully in. Yes, I know it's her job and she's paid to provide this service, but she has also shown me she really DOES care, and she gives me enough of her own personal time as well. I see her twice a week as it is, but we can Email or text in between, or, if I'm really struggling, she'll call. She continues to encourage my Emailing her in between sessions if I need to. She's taken a couple of vacations this past summer, and both times, she kept in touch with me. (one vacation was while she was overseas, the other, she was getting married). So she has done so much to show me I'm more than just a job to her. She recently said "if love weren't in the mix, we wouldn't get anywhere." So, in a way, I feel like she was telling me, in her T sort of way, that she loves me too.