Apparently I’m comfortable with backup T, as I was a total weepy mess in front of her today. Lots of talk about my childhood, and she used this pair of buzzy things that have some connection to EMDR (it’s one of her specialties). Was productive, but I feel kinda drained now. (And miss T a bit.) She asked when T would be away again so she could see me again. I’m like a therapist’s pet or something.