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When I was in my late 20's and early 30's I was in a therapeutic relationship that had an extremely strong transference. For 6 years my life revolved around the relationship with my therapist. It was like a drug, in the sense that it was my primary reason for existing. At the same time, I did receive plenty of benefit from the therapy. I just wish I could have worked my feeling about my therapist into my "real" life more effectively.
I'm now in my late 50's and while I adore my T and do look forward to seeing her, she is a part of my life, not my whole life. It feels less exhilarating, but more stable and realistic. And I may be helped more by my therapy now than I was back then.
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