I asked the question universally--"why do you do this?"--during a difficult session. The answer was a bland but surprisingly genuine "I've always wanted to help people."
I always thought a rehearsed answer would devastate me until I actually got one. Rehearsed answers are safe. I was already feeling vulnerable and cagey, and if my T had tried to make some heartfelt, personalized answer, I probably would have found a way to set it on fire and tell him exactly where he could stick the ashes.
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"Fantasy, abandoned by reason, produces impossible monsters; united with it, she is the mother of the arts and the origin of their marvels." - Francisco de Goya
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