Therapy today was interesting. I was shaking and she commented on that. She said I dress and present myself very male. So I’m glad about that. She said I’m a lot more handsome then she thought. Which I found a bit creepy. She had her mask on when she was bringing me back to her office and then she asked if it would be ok if she took it off because she had both her Covid shots. And I said yeah. Then she asked if I wanted to take mine off. And I said I’d like to keep it on. And she said that was perfectly fine. Basically today she just asked a bunch of questions about how the move went. We talked about my old T and she was curious and wanted to look her up on Facebook and was just about to log into her computer when I told her it would be too triggering. So she immediately stopped. She says she has 70 clients (I asked) and I asked how she remembers them all and she said “notes” and then she says “and some of them stick out like you. I don’t have any other clients who do sessions from their mothers closets.” She admitted to having looked around at the closet and said my mom had some nice stuff especially “the red stuff.” That was also a bit creepy but I didn’t read too much into it except that she seems to remember me. She was pushing a lot at one point about something and I was getting confused and I said “I’m being contradictory aren’t I?” And she laughed and said “yeah.” I just get confused when I’m pushed a lot.

But it was so nice doing in person sessions again even if the therapist was a bit wonky. I got to decide what kind of shoes I wanted to wear to therapy for the first time in a long time.