The New Therapist

The irises of her eyes widen.

We talk about the other therapist, E. I go into the journey of it. How I got to her. Why I felt matched well with her — her knowledge of the program, the sense of intimacy that ran deep in me. Her understanding of me that made me, eventually, feel too transparent.

DId she mean too much to me? Or perhaps I wanted too much, to be more than $140/hr appointment?

The desire to be more to people who mean more to me is deep. To be special.

Moving through this starts here for some reason, with this new therapist who listens with her eyes.

What will I discover in the reflections that appear in the dark irises of her eyes?