I don't hate my T at all, but I hate the reality of the therapeutic relationship! I hate that T and I can't be friends! I hate that she refuses to tell me her partner's last name or show me a photo of him! I hate that I can't know more about her life! I hate that I'm her job! I hate that she isn't "that person" who will meet all of my unmet needs! I hate that hourly sessions seem like 5 minutes and that I always want more!