((Sunrise))
Thanks for your good wishes.

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she cannot remember what her therapist looks like

</div></font></blockquote><font class="post"> I have the same problem with T!! I was thinking of asking him if I could take his picture with my cell phone (just kidding). I remember having the same problem for many,many months after my mother died, so I'm not sure if it's an object constancy or an anxiety issue.

Now, for the hard question:

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I'm so curious--how did he respond when you said this?

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Well, this is when the conversation became really, really, intense and I nearly floated out the door (forgot that rock Secret told me to tie onto my toe). We talked about my fears of rejection, ridicule, if I told him I depended on him, needed him or would miss him when he went on vacation. It all started because I told him I didn't want to come that day because it was too hard having to connect/disconnect, etc. THEN he talked about his professional boundaries and assured me I was safe to explore my longings/desires. He asked why I don't just let myself be cared for/cared about.

OMG, doesn't he know I went to Catholic school?



P.S. In all seroiusness, this is becoming a most beautiful relationship.