I am old enough to know better, but I feel very young with my therapist. Interestingly, I often see her as very young as well (she is most definitely not). It is important to me that she is chronologically older than me, I think I see it as permission to have maternal (amongst other) feelings for her.

If I asked her to ask me any question she wanted, she would laugh me out of the room and tell me to take responsibility for what I wanted to tell her. She doesn't make my sessions very easy.