Therapist Joan

When I look back on it, the peace that came over me when I figured out that the rant was not really about me was nothing less than miraculous.  At first I was stuck on that 'resentment' idea, and then when I was able to start listening again, it was apparent that the beef was not really with me.  I have never in my life run across someone so thoroughly encased in fear.  More than encased; permeated.  Attempts at reassurance met with denial, so I settled into therapist/facilitator... and gently pushed for as much as could be said and waited for the energy to run its course.  Whew!