I appreciate your vent, and I am feeling something similar after my session today. My T sends a bill reciept that shows how many patients he saw each week bc the invoices are numbered. This little thing makes me feel so insignificant. He asks me to step up and confide horrible things from the past to which I have never once spoken to anyone; at the same time, he is just doing this job he has, and one he said he is good at setting boundaries in that he goes home, plays with his kids, and forgets all about psychology until the next day. It creates heartache to have this person you take risks as in a normal relationship, but also receive social cues of a very limited relationship. One person is exposed for all the world to see, and the other omits anything they want about themselves and certainly disdain the reciprocity that defines as "close" close relationships. This is one of the first days in a year I am contemplating quitting with all my might. I adore and respect my T; he is professional, warm, incredibly well trained in what I need- but there's something humiliating in going through the motions of talking as if to your dearest confidant in the world, when that person is going to forget you immediately after the door shuts.