If my T came to my door, I would think....

Assume you had never met your therapist or knew what he/she did for a living.

Imagine that your doorbell rings, you open the door, and there stands your therapist. Based on his/her appearance and projected personality, what would you think he/she was doing there?

I would think mine would be lobbying/fundraising for some sort of Save the Wilderness coalition. He projects intelligence and sincerity and dresses very casually, like he is about to jump into his 4-runner and drive up into the mountains. I would enjoy talking to him about the latest congressional effort to designate new wilderness areas and probably give him some money or sign his petition. <font color="FFCCCC">And then maybe I would invite him in for a lemonade or something, lol.</font>

...about him naked. What? He's good looking.

...that she moved in next door and was coming to introduce herself

....or that she was lost because no one comes to my door

....or that she was selling flower seeds or recruiting for the peace corp. she seems to have this "flower child" vibe to her, at 56 years old.

(...if she was coming as my therapist, I'd think she was coming to take me to the psychatric hospital, seriously)

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sunrise said:
would enjoy talking to him about the latest congressional effort to designate new wilderness areas and probably give him some money or sign his petition. <font color="FFCCCC">And then maybe I would invite him in for a lemonade or something, lol.</font>

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Ok, you are so cute!! I love this question, and I love your answer.

So I'm assuming that when my T came to my door, he would be wearing what he usually wears. This would mean a button down shirt, jacket, and sometimes a tie. It's never a suit though... Just separate pieces that he puts together. Anyway, it's hard to think of him as anything except an analyst... But since he has that scruffy beard/goatee thing going, I would probably think he was an intellect of some sort. You know, a quiet type though. Like maybe he knocked on my door to discuss poetry or literature (which is funny in itself because who does that? LOL, I don't care because this is MY fantasy). So I would take him upstairs (this isn't going to be perverted, I swear), and show him my book collection. Then we would read and discuss poetry while drinking coffee.

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pinksoil said:
But since he has that scruffy beard/goatee thing going, I would probably think he was an intellect of some sort. You know, a quiet type though. Like maybe he knocked on my door to discuss poetry or literature (which is funny in itself because who does that?

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hey that is me...beard and quiet intellectual and no suits and loves poetry and literature. i'm your T.

well no...i'm not your T...but the rest if true about me.

<font color="green">Hmmm, if she came to my door, I would assume she was not only lost but was having major car troubles. or perhaps she was here on some kind of referral on my kids. [both special needs adoptions] I have been turned into cps in the past due to the lies they used to tell.</font>

Hmmmmm great question

If my T came to my door I would think he was lost. He usually wears cool, pulled together clothing sort of dressy but not usually with ties. However, he sometimes wears sandals, yes sandals, which gives away his, sort-of, ex-hippie status. I might think he were polling for a liberal politician if it were election time or I might think he was asking me to sign some sort of petition to save the planet, sort of like Sunrise's T.

My T would tell me what she needed/wanted so she'd definately be lost or have car trouble, etc. She's small and straightforward so I wouldn't be afraid or worried/nervous and would probably fall all over myself trying to help her with whatever she needed. I once wrote a poem about myself early in therapy where the first line was "I'm a race horse in pony clothing" and that kind of reminds me of my T in that she's "sturdy," wholesome, and reliable "feeling".

......she'd come for the wkend and run LOL!

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However, he sometimes wears sandals, yes sandals, which gives away his, sort-of, ex-hippie status. I might think he were polling for a liberal politician if it were election time or I might think he was asking me to sign some sort of petition to save the planet, sort of like Sunrise's T.

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Hey, my T wears sandals sometimes too! I think it's cute. He either wears really casual garb with sandals or hiking boots, or he wears more professional garb on days he has offsite meetings. But he always has a kind of therapist-like touch to what he wears on the "professional" days, like a purple tie or something, lol.

pinksoil, I loved your description of your T--arriving at your door to discuss literature! Sure, sure, you would take him upstairs to look at your book collection. That's just a hair away from "would you like to see my etchings?"

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Perna said:
I once wrote a poem about myself early in therapy where the first line was "I'm a race horse in pony clothing"

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Perna, I just love that line from your poem.

I would think he was there to ask for directions or to see if one of my neighbors was home. He dresses just normal though he wears shoes with velcro closures and this bothers me for some reason. I guess its cuz I wonder if he knows how to tie his shoes or not. I have asked him about this and he told me its because its faster just to slip his feet into these shoes. He told me i was the only one who ever asked him about his shoes.

Jbug