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In your opinion, does me asking her if she cares about helping me get better go into the transference category? Or caring for me as a client? I just don't want her to think I want her to care about me like outside the T room.
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I'm her...new...cool...meat. She pops the trunk, and she removes me, the machine takes pictures of us, and my jaw and my teeth hurt, I'm choking, and gnawing, on the ball....and just before I come to, I move to the back of the car, she makes me touch the machine, new murderer. Soon I'll let you go, soon I'll let you go, so she says.
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