L, I know that there is value in working with this transference crap. I've seen it. I was able to finally forgive my mother because of our working within it. But don't you think there is a point where the value does not outweigh the turmoil it is causing me? I can't do this anymore but at the same time I feel trapped by my feelings. This freshest bout of it started because of my recent realization about why I wanted you to do a sand tray with me awhile back. The fires of transference were lit again in a big way. It's a ****ing bonfire burning out of control. Why couldn't you just do a ****ing sand tray with me all those months ago when I first asked (or said a hard no) instead of pushing it off every time I asked and dangling it like the proverbial ****ing carrot?! Why did I feel the need to come in and tell you face to face that I wanted to stop? I should have emailed it. To hell with what all the websites say that I've read on the subject that say do it face to face.