I have never cried in therapy, though I think it would feel like a relief if I did.

My current t has tissues all. over. the. place. It's actually hysterical--she has a Leaning Tower of Kleenex boxes on a table in one corner of the room (a stack of 5-6 boxes that is perpetually falling all over the place), and a few more boxes on the table that sits next to the chair where I usually sit.

Last week I said something that made her laugh, and she got up and took one of the tissue boxes from the table next to me, saying, "you always make me crack up, and then my eyes start watering." Apparently, I am a real and present danger to her eyeliner.