It's kind of weird, but I'm not good at telling apart the harmless sort of weird from creepy or irresponsible or otherwise harmful.

I'd be tempted I think - in all the activites that I normally do alone, that's mainly because I don't know how not to be alone, and someone else being there is likely to distract and pull me out of the experience. On the other hand, there are those moments of breathtaking beauty when I wish I could share it with someone. On the third hand, again, I don't really know how to. And so on for as many hands I can conjure. But I also wouldn't do it without lots of talking through it in advance, so that I can make up my mind about how I feel, and make reasonably sure it's not something I'll end up regretting.

The thing is, I'd like my therapy relationship to be that intimate, but I'd have a very hard time believing that it actually is. And I don't mean the changing together sort of intimate, although that's also at least a little weird, but the sharing profound emotional experiences sort of intimate.

ETA: very different sort of experience, but in self-defense classes I often wished xT could be there. I think kicking and tugging out our differences in such an intense, physical way would have made for safer sessions. But then she's xT for a reason.