I wouldn’t talk to my T about my anxiety at something like that. If I was having a hard time I might go stand near him or ask for a hug but I wouldn’t talk to him much. I had a T that opened that door with me once and then we had a misunderstanding and she blew up on me. We were never able to fix the T/client relationship... although, in all fairness she made a better friend anyway.
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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