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The deepest session I've had to date was the one in which I went ballistic because she was fifteen minutes late for my appointment. That day happened to be a very difficult one for me, overall. I slammed into her office screaming about how I didn't need a therapist because I could handle things on my own, since I'd done well with that miserable 15 minutes...and on and on I went. Screaming and crying and telling her that people always take me for granted, she's no different, on and on.
She listened so calmly. She finally said, "Sometimes there are no words." She stood up from her chair and sat down next to me on the couch. She put her arms around me, held me to her and allowed me to just sob.
No one had ever done anything like that for me. It was a life-changer.
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