What a great post you made, I wonder to what extent this is true for other people. I had not thought of it this way before and this gave me pause.

So your goal being to talk about past and present and have her understand you in a deep level and come to accept you, the whole of you, and yet she constantly analyzing you and giving you her insight in an effort to make you understand yourself.

Come to think of it, I experienced a similar thing in the beginning of work with a therapist with whom I had felt most comfortable. There was an urgency in my voice those days, almost a sense of begging to be understood but I felt the therapist did not want to make herself vulnerable and always stood far enough not to catch the fire of my pain, only holding a mirror so I can watch myself burn in fire of pain, and asking me how did I feel about it and how I planned to escape the fire if it was giving me so much pain.

There is something deeply satisfying, beyond words, of being understood, truly understood. I value that so highly, my best relationships have been based on that. There is a loneliness in our journeys in life, and you can be physically close to another and yet not feel understood, by even your flesh and blood, by your siblings, children, parents, and that causes great pain. How wonderful it would be if we can all find people in life who truly understand us, and we can reciprocate that for them.