I remember when I started therapy with T Lonnnnng years ago. I'd warm myself with constant thoughts of her thinking about me. Constantly thinking of me that is. I think being 'forgotten' as a child by both mother's, that was one of my deepest wounds.
Now? That's gone. I don't know when that went. Maybe once I begun to get what i needed within therapy.
Of course I think over the work we do together, I sometimes 'use' T as a guide in my outside therapy life. But all that early, yucky stuff has gone. I don't have to imagine being thought of 24/7.
I guess that went once the real - versus imagined - relationship set in.
It doesn't feel like a loss. It feels more secure within myself now. That fear of being forgotten has gone.

Think I'll do some more of this therapy lark. It good lol