My therapist is Mr. Blank Slate professionaI. I have only caught a glimpse of my 'true' therapist a couple of times.

Once was a couple months into our sessions, when I was talking about how therapy is a bit creepy because you can never actually know who you are talking to. We went back and forth until I finally blurted out, "Like, who are you REALLY, S??" He looked beyond uncomfortable, then said, "Well, like you, I try to be a good person." When I stared at him blankly, he bobbed his head like a shy teenager, hunched his shoulders, put a downright bashful look on his face, pointed to his bookshelf of Freud and poetry and said, "Ummm... I like to reeeeaaaad." I realised right then and there that my therapist wasn't just academic--he was a giant dweeb.

I also suspect he's someone who's not totally comfortable with physical touch/affection. He
gestures for me to come in to his home in an awkward, shy sort of way. He got really flustered when I asked to shake his hand and then hug him. He struggles with eye contact when I'm talking about difficult things. He never looks completely comfortable in his own skin. But in a way, that makes me respect him even more as a therapist.

Other suspicions are that he's calm, highly introspective,
a bit of a hippy, methodical, and a bit boring!