Sometimes I cry in front of my T. I cry a lot when I am alone, and sometimes even in public my emotions get the better with me. I cried in class last fall after someone I knew committed suicide. It was so embarrassing, but my prof knew about what had happened. We were doing an in-class assignment based on on videos we had to watch, but my prof told me I could go home and we would figure out how I could complete the assignment. One time in therapy I wasn't really crying, but my therapist noticed a couple of tears. She said, "You have little tears leaking out the side of your eyes," and then she gently wiped one away with her fingertip. I'd forgotten about that until now. No wonder I've developed such a strong transference to her.