It's interesting that you bring this up, because it's something I've been thinking about recently. I've been thinking about the fact that I'm becoming very attached to the friends I've made here, preferring to talk to them than my 'real life' friends, because you guys understand... Like no-one else does.

Having said that, pretty much all of my friends know that I'm in therapy and many of them also are themselves. My circle of acquaintances is generally open and understanding about mental health issues so there isn't a lot of stigma there. Having said that, only two of my real life friends know about the erotic transference and my complete obsession with my T. They are as understanding as they can be about it, but they don't really 'get it' y'know?

My family know I'm in therapy and are generally positive about it. I don't tell them any details. My mother has showed some interest in having therapy herself, which is interesting.

My partner... knows that I'm having therapy. He shows no interest whatsoever beyond that. Talking to T about this the other day, he asked how I felt about this. I said I felt relieved... But actually I realise now that there's some anger there, some resentment.

My partner's always been so paranoid, convinced that I'm going to cheat on him. And here I am in love with a man who I openly go and see for an hour every week, and he's got no f***ing idea. It's happening right in front of him. He doesn't care enough to find out.

In fairness, he knows I come back from therapy sad sometimes and he tries to look after me or give me space as appropriate. He is sweet about it.

It's all pretty tragic really.