Posted by madeline on May 6, 2006, at 16:24:16 [reposted on May 6, 2006, at 19:25:56 | original URL]
It was bound to happen, I don't live in a huge town, and I've been seeing him for years, so well there you have it.
I walked into a restaurant for lunch with a friend on thursday and there he was, big as life, looking right at me.
He smiled the biggest smile and I said "hi! how are you" and then just kept right on walking to my table. I looked at my friend and said "we may have to leave, my therapist is here." Bless his heart, it was his favorite restaurant, but he said "Oh dear, okay let's go".
Well, we didn't leave, but sat there the whole time and tried not to stare at my T. It's so weird to see them "free range" like that.
I used to joke in therapy that if I saw him in public my head would blow up, but it didn't. In fact, I think I am more grateful to him now and feel closer to him now than I ever have.
He's going to keep my secrets. He's going to hold them for me. That man, who sat at that table not 30 feet from me knows my whole history. He knows about my mom, the abuse, the rage - all of it. He's not interrupting my lunch to tell my friend how screwed up I am, or telling everyone in the restaurant that I should be committed. He's just simply sitting there, holding that information and eating his lunch and I was doing the same.
He seems so strong to me now.
It was nice to see him smile that big smile too.
I can't explain it I guess, but it was nice. Very very nice.
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