Thanks, pinksoil, for sharing that. Maybe I have been protecting myself. I felt strongly our last session before the break that he was not really my therapist. I was sitting there in his office supposed to be doing therapy with him, and I just looked at him, as an outsider might, and felt "who is this guy?" Nothing we talked of was therapeutic and I felt impatient with the whole session--it seemed pointless, why was I there? But maybe it was just a defense mechanism, preparing for the long break....