Posted by Susan47 on March 4, 2005, at 13:05:17
In reply to Re: Losing Control » Susan47, posted by Dinah on March 4, 2005, at 11:39:01
I got there and he was in session with a man, another man who also had a beautiful voice, and you cannot imagine how lovely it was to sit there in the outer office and hear the two voices mingling. I felt so happy and at peace. I want to cry, there's tears here at my eyes just remembering looking at the Monet print that-needs-dusting, and listening to them, and feeling calm and happy and okay. My ex-T has such a soothing, caring voice, it's hard to believe. My new T says he has some lovely qualities that make him a very good therapist, and she's right, and she agreed with me when I told her I believe he'd never hurt a woman, ever. So I know I'm right about him.
Well I left and nobody would've known I was there, and I had work that had to be done for class that night and I already knew I wouldn't have the assignment done anyways. So I left and went into a bakery nearby and spent some money and came back because I couldn't, I just didn't want to leave, I wanted him nearby me. So of course I did the dumbest thing which was the thing I knew I shouldn't be doing, I went and there he was sitting there and looking awful, just awful because he's wearing that grey shirt again, the expensive one that I hate it looks so cold, he looks cold in that. Very sophisticated, very cold. Oh yes.
And he acted just like his shirt.
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