My T was pretty much a blank slate for the most part. I worked with her for along time so I got to know more about her. I never really asked her questions because she would deflect them back to me. Most of the stuff I found out about her I learned from googling her extensively on the internet. I saw a picture of her with a drink and it blew me away. Sometimes when she would share something it would pain me like she had a good relationship with her father and they were close while my father was pretty much nonexistent for many years. I was torn between wanting to know more about her but yet feeling pained when I would find out too much.