it felt normal. what a beautiful way to describe it. when my eyes were watering this evening, i saw t glance at the tissue box, so that's when i straightened myself out and stopped, lol. not ready to go there yet. that's wonderful that you have found that trust in t. why is it that i was comfortable enough to let my unconscious take over on the couch, yet i cannot cry in front of him? is it because the latter involves snot?