The client before me ...

It has never occurred to me to be disgusted by other people's tissues in the garbage or to worry about the ones I leave behind. Weird. It's not like they stink or something.

There used to be a very hip, fashionable-looking young guy before me and I always felt like he was probably much more interesting than me. But I haven't seen him in a while.

I hardly ever see any other clients except the active military ones who turn up exactly 10 mins to the session. I hve come ina couple of times and saw that t hadnt emptied the waste basket. I know how many clients t sees btween my viists vy count the number of invoices btween mine. But i am the only one! I am so jealous of the other clients maybe they are more interesting sometimes i hve heard the previous clients laughing with my t, we dont do a lot of laughing in my sessions or crying for that matter.

Never noticed anything about the clients before more. I just didn’t give them much thought to be honest. Don’t used tissues go in the waste paper basket? I can see being disgusted if they were on the table or something, but . . .

To the client before me on Saturdays thank you for letting me in the locked building.

To the previous client who leaves crumbs on the couch, this is the third time. Gross.

When I was doing individual therapy, I don't think I ever saw or thought about other clients. I decided to try group therapy and obviously then I knew the others in the group. Now I have quit therapy and go to a free support group which I like much better than individual therapy.

This reminds me, sometimes I used to worry that I left too much of a dent on the couch where I sat. Like the next client would come in and see the outline of my butt there.

Now I lie down for sessions, it hadn't occurred to me to worry about the dent my head leaves but now I guess I will.

I sit in my car until 5 minutes before therapy so that I don't see any clients. And I'm usually last appointment. Only one time did she go over and I saw a client. That really upset me. Otherwise, I don't even notice them.

The client that is before me leaves his musky man smell in the room. I don't like it. I open the windows to air out the room.

I love this. It made me smile after a very tough day.
I have never really thought about something like this before, but now that you mention it... I'm sure that whoever comes in after me is mad because I'm always leaving late (making then have to wait). I wonder if they know it's because I went in late too or if they think I'm just long winded & don't care about anyone's time but my own.

I'm smiling so much right now!

For a while, the client before me was a teenage boy who always apologised to me for some reason. I started off feeling territorial over T, but after a few weeks I just wanted to give the kid a hug.

There hasn’t been a client after me in ages, and I like it that way. It may be selfish, but I like the idea of t going home with me/our session in mind. Though I assume he’s very good at switching off from work once he’s done with it for the day.

I've never seen any of his clients and I don't want to. I'm the one who will also fill his bin with tissues, but it's always empty when I see him. I'm the crazy jealous type. He once said that he had an appointment at a time slot I wanted and that was enough for me to tell him that I hated his other clients.

I don't really care about the therapist's other clients. The only thing that kind of annoys me, and I don't know why, is when they are still talking or want to be all chatty once she has opened the door and it's time for them to leave. I feel like they should shut up once they are out of her office. Any last thoughts or pleasantries beyond "thanks" or "goodbye" should take place before the door is open.

Maybe I feel partially irritated because it seems to me as if these people think the therapist wants to make small talk with them even though the session is over and their time is up. The therapist doesn't seem to encourage this practice, which makes me even more annoyed by the clients who persist.

My Ex-MC would have driven you crazy then, because *he* was often the one driving conversation while walking the client(s) back to the waiting room. Once I overheard him telling the client before us the same story he'd told us in a previous session about a nickname his daughter's friends had for him. (Which felt kinda weird, him sharing same story.) And he'd usually be chatting with us about something. Current T and ex-T don't walk clients to the waiting room (except for a very rare occasion with current T if he's running behind), so there's not that issue with them.

I hated when the chair was still warm.

Don’t get me started on the chair. I think of everything in my Ts office, it gives me the greatest anxiety. It’s white fabric. What if I ever accidentally bleed on it?! I’ve had nightmares about it! How does one take a chair with them inconspicuously? I feel sick even thinking about the embarrassment. I think the next client would definitely have something to complain about.

A white chair? Why would he think that's a good idea? T has a brown leather (pleather?) couch and dark-colored chairs. Easy enough to clean (as he showed with Lysol wipes yesterday!) and a stain wouldn't be obvious.

I don't think that would have bothered me so much, because it sounds like the situation was different. If the therapist were engaging in the small talk, I actually wouldn't be as irritated at the clients. As it is, I feel like they're being oblivious to the fact that she wants them to leave so she can go to the bathroom and stuff. Also, the therapist's office opens up into the waiting room, so it's much more in your face. There's no walking from the office to the waiting room. So I feel like when the door opens, that should be the cue to shut up and leave.

The only things I know about clients are the fact I glimpse at her diary when we are scheduling and see other names. I don't think she has that many and is semi retired.


She has mentioned them before about pracitcal things like 'I am starting to tell people I am going away on x date, have we spoken about that' or where their other clients park there bike.

I notice the tissues recede over the weeks and so assume they have been used. She has also said she has a client at a certain time and so can't see me then.


Now we are getting closer or I am starting to open up more I do wonder what she thinks about me. I am less concerned about being her favourite. Although would like some indication or confirmation she likes me. that would be enough.

Ah, OK, that's different! So it's like they open the door to leave, then keep talking to the therapist? And the T is kinda trapped?

My T has a white sofa. I've never thought of that before. There's a new anxiety for me!

Exactly.

I’m sorry!

It’s through an agency so it wasn’t his choice, but still. What were they all thinking?!

No worries