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Looking like a zombie with bloodshot eyes, I told my patients who asked that I hadn’t got much sleep at the conference. The ones who knew my background assumed I’d been whoring around. The fantasy gave one woman permission to be especially seductive telling me she wanted to sleep with me, and that she’d thrill me like no experience I had in the past. I told her I was flattered, but we were here to work and she was using her sexuality to avoid dealing with the intimacy issues she had. And, being wiped out, I didn’t have to wrestle with any countertransference feelings.
I pushed through my interviews shutting out Megan’s phone message best I could.
Sitting in the waiting room, his head down, making circles in the carpet with his foot, Greg looked dejected. He twitched a smile when I in
