I know she came to the site and looked, she told me she did, and it's possible she may come back, but oh well. Maybe it would be a good thing.
My family went through a pretty traumatic situation this summer and she was the person I turned to. I've been to my share of therapists over the years because of my childhood. I've never felt quite this way before - so it came as quite a surprise and I still don't know what to do with it. There is no erotic transference, although I have experienced that before. I just really, really really want to be her friend. It really doesn't feel like any "transference" I've had before.
When I told her that I really wanted to be her friend and couldn't seem to get past those feelings, she was accepting and said it was a normal reaction. She told me that there was a 2-year no-contact rule after my son is no longer her client before anything like that could happen. I asked her if we had met under different circumstances, would she want to be my friend and she said yes, definitely. I began my own counseling with a different therapist and sort of had an emotional breakdown and sent some very needy emails to her over one weekend. She didn't respond to any of them. I was devastated for reasons I'm sure you all understand. I saw her at student-teacher conferences (she works with a school-based mental health agency at my son's school) and asked if she got them. She said she did but she wasn't sure how to respond, so she didn't.
I talked to her about it at my son's next session, and she said if she got any emails like that again she would just respond and tell me everything was going to be all right. I guess she realized that's all I wanted and needed. Things were fine for a couple of weeks.
My son is being referred to another clinic for an evaluation and treatment plan, so she will most likely not be his therapist after the first of the year. This has brought on a whole new set of feelings for me. I keep reading things into everything she says or does. I can't imagine not having her in my life, she really is the only person I feel like I can count on. We live in a small town and we will run into each other at school and in town, but that doesn't help me much.
It looks like I'm writing a novel now so I'll give you all a break and stop for now!
And I just noticed that if I take my name and turn it into initials, it's OW, which pretty much sums up what I'm feeling.
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