She is very responsive when I bring up issues to her that aren't going well for me in the relationship, and she almost always seems willing to adjust; She understands the way that my disability impacts the therapy process, something that other T's have not taken seriously, or out right refused to consider; she says that her only goal is to understand me; she has read hundreds of pages from my journal; she fights for the relationship just as much as I do; she returns my phone calls whenever she can and responds to my emails when I ask her to do so; she is loving and tender with me, and isn't shy about showing how much I mean to her; she is the best friend that I always wish I had, and the loving parent I never got. The worst part about the relationship is that she can never be my friend and my T (even though I think that we both wish that could be the case).