This is a huge, huge, huge fear of mine. I feel like T takes my hands and goes into the darkness with me. I don't want to go alone, I want US to go, I can't go there otherwise. And then later, I feel guilty - like it wasn't bad enough for me to have to endure it, I had to take him with me and make him endure it too.

I have mentioned this to T. He says he is okay, he can handle it. Your T can handle it too. If we didn't have someone to go there with us, we might not be able to DO this, you know?

For me, it usually takes going to my next appointment and experience his solid, safe, accepting presence to help me start to feel better, to let the guilt go a bit (until next time!).

((((((((((((((((( Miss C ))))))))))))))))))) Did you ask for a return phone call from him??