What a freakin geek! I was in therapy and crying and crying because everything just SUCKS ASS!! I was talking about what a failure I am, and probably always will be (not to mention always was). So I started really really wanting her to hold me, which just made me feel like more of a loser. But at the end, we both stood up, and instead of bolting out the door, I just sort of lurched into her arms, and she caught me and held me! I just stood there with her, blubbering on her shoulder. She didn't say much, but I could feel her being sort of calm, but close--like she really knew how much I was losing it, and felt my pain, but could handle it. It was weird--I never felt anything like that before. I knew I had to leave because my time was up, so I took a deep breath and realized I actually felt a little better. I stood back and she looked at me and smiled sweetly. I had no idea what to say at that point and I knew it would be something totally geeky if I tried, so I just said, "thanks" and ran out the door--running into the doorframe with my hip, of course--Supergeek! I don't know what this means. Did I do a bad thing? She didn't act like it, but will she punish me next session? Will I ever be allowed to do it again? I actually wish she'd just hold me for hours--I think the world would be a much better place if I could have that.