Cw: Rambling about my therapist
My therapist has been incredibly sweet and genuinely one of my reasons im still here despite everything thrown in my way making it difficult. And ive been with him for a couple years, he’s been super super kind plus patient with me. I see him as a father figure somewhat though i dont mean to cross boundaries as client and professional. But i find it nice he throughout last year was there in darkest moments during when i went to school. He spent more time with me than most patients! He said so himself and when usually its supposed to be an hour, he stays with me for a few. I’m the reason why he asks girls in the teenage years if they’re being groomed or in danger. (He knows i was in the past on multiple occasions and even with my ex girlfriend.) But anyway like few times he’s said I shouldn’t attempt and expressed if I did then he wouldn’t be able to work / be devastated for me because he cares about me deeply! I love him so much for that and he drove me once to go see my sister since she was in town that time. I find him incredible, why im so attached now is over adults taking advantage of me back when I was doing reckless things at 15 and lower. He made a joke once about guilt tripping me into staying alive which im not bothered by, I found it amusing. I loved the little stories he would tell and or tell me about his situationships actually. He means well, I loved him dearly since 16.
Im just like missing him alot because I have no drivers license, my older sister does but only car we have is my dads truck and my dad hates driving me to the hospital for mental health things. Im still struggling with the fact I have to beg him to drive me yet with my older siblings he does in a heartbeat. (I have 2 other siblings in their 20s but I dont know they freeload?)