pink, I understand your misery. (((((hugs))))) You are so brave.

Is there any piece of you, though, that really wanted to share your poems with your T? If not, why did you bring the poems to your session?

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"Can I do that? Give you homework?"

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"Now are you sure you are going to come back next week?" So I told him I would, but most likely I'd be wearing a paper bag over my head. He said, "I would still recognize you."

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Ahhhh, wow, what a statement from your T. It means he knows you, and would know you anywhere, no matter what you were wearing or how you looked or however you tried to disguise yourself. He KNOWS you, pink. Once my T told me not to worry, that he sees the real me, no matter what I say, he sees me. I feel your T was telling you something similar. You can't get much closer than that.

I wonder if you two will even mention the poems next time?