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Originally Posted by queriesfort
I didn’t get to talk about this, but the words that came to my mind was to tell my therapist “i love you.” The instant that I felt that feeling I knew that it was love. I told him that I couldn’t say what I wanted to say, and then I cried, and then I told him that it was as if I had already said it.
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I guess the point for me would be not what to call it, but what to do about it. Does it feel healthy or productive? What is the end game and where is this leading? Seems that if something parental is stirred up, it assumed to be part of a necessary process, but is it?
Just some questions I would have for myself...