My old t I think had this type of countertransference. I am adopted and felt very disconnected from my adoptive parents. She provided me with the type of relationship that I always wanted from my parents (biological and adoptive alike). She was plenty old enough to be my mother. Her daughter had graduated from my high school a few years before me (I never knew her) and I think that I reminded her of her daughter in many ways. Towards the end of our time together, she admitted that there were times where the lines got blurry and it had been hard to see it while it was happening. However, she and I had a very close connection right off the bat. I believe that even without the counter-transference (if that was what it was), we would still have been very close.
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