Ahhh another good topic.

Well, when I moved to Philly I had been out of therapy for about eight months... and knew I really needed to get back in it.... but I had just started a new job after not working for awhile, due to the move. I didn't have a lot of money, so I went online looking for someone who used a sliding scale. I found the psychoanalytic center, and was so excited because not only do the therapists accept sliding scale, but... it's psychoanalysis... perfect for me. So I called up and spoke with the receptionist... She asked if I had any specific requests as far as the therapist... I said, "Please, just make sure the therapist is a man!"

He is my 3rd therapist. I finally know what it means to have that connection. I think of finding a therapist as any relationship-- there will be some people you click with, some you dont, and then there will be one who you form an amazing connection with. You can't expect someone to help you just because he/she is a therapist-- the connection has to be there. Sometimes it takes awhile to find that person.

So I didn't choose my T specifically. I chose the place, but the T was assigned to me.

Everything happens for a reason. He was the one.

I know that my T is in his 50s. I just turned 26. This just feeds the erotic transference stuff because I have always been drawn to men older than myself. Sigh.