Thanks for all the support! May share more later about my (not really planned) termination session with...ex-Dr. T (?). Saw M today for 90-min intake. Went well, I felt relatively comfortable with him (even shed a couple tears, which never happens in a first session with someone), he seemed to ask some good questions and was quite engaged. Gonna see him again next week, he asked if I would be willing to agree to work together for a month, because that's about how long it can take to see if it's a good fit. So I agreed to try that, but told him still seeing K tomorrow to process ex-Dr. T stuff (it was really too late to cancel on her...). He was OK with that, I said was to help process some of that so I don't bring it all in there. Was making sure at end he's OK working with me, too, because we covered a lot of different stuff today. He is. He's also still under supervision, which honestly, is probably a good thing (he's not that young, he taught high school art before going back to school to be T). And he doesn't really like using email (which actually sort of relieved me--he's saving me from myself!), but OK with phone at times. And what did he say when I left? "Take care." Stupid ex-Dr. T... (No handshake, but I'll ask him if he's open to that in future. And he stood and walked me into the hall. Though I still managed to wander into the kitchen in my attempt to find my way out of the office...

The table next to me had pens, tissues, his card, some tree thing that looked like a temporary tattoo, fidget toys, and...mints. Guess trying to be prepared for any situation? The table by him had what appeared to be some sort of squishy zombie figures.