That's a good term for what I experience, "therapy depression." My brain is still working on what we talked about, so I often e-mail T after our session with what I thought of on the way home. And then it's like, ugh, I have to wait another week to actually discuss that. Plus the whole only 50-minute thing. The depression is more intense with my marriage counselor, for whom I have some paternal and erotic transference. I tend to feel, like, warm and fuzzy for the first couple hours after a session. But then the night after a session, I feel almost like withdrawal or something. Like I feel lonely and want to be able to talk to him. I usually have T one or two days after I see him, so it helps me through that (and seeing him before T helps me work through missing T).