T said something that made me think he wanted to wash his hands of me after sessions. I sat in silence for a long time. I asked him what he was thinking and he said

"I am sad that you immediately go to that place, that you think I want to wash my hands of you. That's not how I feel about you. At all. But I can't convince you of that. It's a wound in you that feels like I would feel that way about you. And I don't know how to reach that part of you. I think that's part of our work together. To reach that part of you and say you are loved, you are lovable, and it's okay."