Some time ago I donated a framed piece of my artwork to my psychiatrist's office. I had shown the receptionist pictures of my paintings and she expressed she liked them. I noted they needed artwork on the rather dreary walls so I brought with me a piece of work to my next session of which she was thankful. It has sat displayed on the wall since.
However, when I did so my psychiatrist seemed confused about my motives. He asked me very pointed questions I am sure were directed at determining if they were a sign of transference or some other inappropriate feelings on my part. I was humiliated. I suppose though this was something necessary to do. I still didn't appreciate it though.
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