I have always felt shame about feeling attached to my Ts. I used to call it "that baby stuff" when I was seeing my first T many years ago. I did not want to admit that I had strong feeling for her.

I didn't think I was ashamed of my attachment to my current T until recently when I painted a picture of a child part holding her hand. Part of me is ashamed that holding hands is part of my therapy. My T reassured me that doing this work with her is something to be proud of, not ashamed. That helped.