I have a lot of trouble trusting my T, or at least, as he likes to say, PART of me has trouble trusting him.

What helps me is accepting my distrust. T and I talk through it a lot, without pushing me to make myself trust (or pretend to). We lack trust for good reasons and I think it comes naturally in time as the relationship in therapy builds evidence for it. I trust my T so much more now than I once did. But I still have some doubts, and I probably always will, because of my own history. And that’s okay, and protective, and not bad or wrong. That acceptance has helped me a lot.