I have only ever seen the one therapist and can relate. I thought (still think) he was nice and all, but I didn't (still don't) have anything like that mystically good rapport that some people report. I didn't love him, wasn't in love with him, didn't feel he 'got' or understood me in any particularly deep or profound way. And I used to wonder if that meant something was wrong with my therapy or he wasn't a good fit or something.
Honestly, I'm glad I didn't go try anyone else. For me, anyway, good enough therapy with a good enough therapist was fine. It was helpful. I started to feel better. No sense in passing over a good thing just because there might possibly be a great thing somewhere out over the rainbow.
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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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