Posted by Honore on May 4, 2007, at 21:44:43
In reply to Come heck or high water, posted by Dinah on May 4, 2007, at 20:56:57
I don't know why it's my T, either.
I remember the first day I saw him. It was an ice cold day in January, and it was dark and threatening, with a bitter wind and deep snow piled up everywhere, including in front of his door way.
I was nervous because I didn't think he would have much time available, because he's considered very good-- so I was thinking he probably wouldn't be that interested in seeing me. I normally would never have thought of trying to see him, but someone gave me a recommendation, so I thought maybe it was worth trying. I figured he'd say he didn't have any time, and would give me a referral to someone else.
I just remember having this really strange brief happy feeling when I left his office-- despite that being one of the worst times of my life. I was so depressed, I couldn't even talk for months and months. We would just sit in this horrible silence, and I would kind of zone out, and then eventually he would say something really sort of like he was trying to imagine what I might be going through.
I have no idea why it worked out so well, or why I felt happy that first day. But he definitely is the only T I think I could ever have made such a deep connection with-- so maybe it was that the fates smiled on me for that one day.
Honore
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