My T has taught me that *I* know what I need to heal. He lets me take the lead, and will almost give me anything I ask for... He will sit on the floor with me, he will tell me stories, he will play Uno with me, he will let me color...and as random as all of that seems, it all ends up being something that moves my therapy forward in a big way. He's teaching me to trust myself, and to trust that when I feel like I need something, I DO need something, and it's okay to ask for it and get it.

He has given me the gift of truly caring for me. When I started therapy, I realized I had a huge hole leftover from my childhood that could never be filled. He is filling it.

He has never, EVER made me feel like my story is "too much" or my needs are too big.

He provides boundaries so I can feel loved AND safe at the same time.

He has given me little material things - including one of his personal things from his desk that meant a lot to me. He leaves me voice mail messages after every session and writes me little post it notes to take home sometimes.

I feel super lucky to have him as my T