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Originally Posted by musinglizzy
Safety, warmth, rise in endorphins.... my T used to tell me she loves me, and I'd walk out of there with my head a bit higher, more confidence in myself, all because I knew that in that room, someone who was hearing every little thing about myself, still loves and cares about me. I found it very healing. And very hurtful when taken away.
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My T never said it. She did care in some unknown way though. But when it was taken away, yea was devastating. In hindsight whatever she was offering me was not curative, it was palliative. Huge difference.