@CheerBear CheerBear, CheerBear, CheerBear, I've found her, I've found her, I've found her!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TTT is absolutely definitely the one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was AMAZING, CheerBear. Even when it went giantly bad it was still ok....and it went giantly bad in the first minute!!!!
I managed to not talk to the peanut practice manager at all. She was serving someone else when I got there so I just sat in a chair rocking and TTT came out while the peanut was still dealing with the other person.
We went into TTT's office, sat down, and then it all went arse up. Apparently, TTT had told my GP that they wanted the practice owner (who is also TTT's supervisor) to sit in on the session. However, for whatever reason, my GP hadn't mentioned this to me. Therefore, you probably don't have to think too hard to imagine my response when TTT brought this up.
But on the bright side, she used her calm voice when she told me to stop SHing (I really prefer using the actual word for this form of SH, but anyway...) and then she went and told the practice owner not to join us today. So...even though it super sucked that it went arse up, it all settled super quickly.
I spent most of the session snuggled under the blanket on the couch, with turtle and TTT's teddy bear and weighted toy. I played with a super cool fidget toy for most of the session too. She has HEAPS of super cool toys. I managed to break a squishy toy. I squished it to0 hard and it's squishiness came out - oopsy. But TTT didn't get angry at all!
The whole session was AMAZING, CheerBear. It felt super super super safe.
I also super liked the fact that TTT is super honest and doesn't say fluffy stuff. For example, we went through the obligatory conversation about how if she thought I was going to suicide, she would have to act on that. She said it was because she didn't want to have to explain to a coroner why she didn't act. I said "I know, it's all about the legal crap and not that anyone actually cares" and she said "yep." That worked SO much better for me than the stupid let's-pretend-like-we-care thing. I told her that I understood, and that it was because she would be compelled to act, that I would not be telling her if I make the decision to suicide. And thus endeth the obligatory conversation. 
When I asked TTT how long it was going to take to fix my brain, she said, "ages." That made me feel sad...but it was still better than empty stupid promises.
I'm so superly duperly happy, CheerBear. I've found her! I've really and truly FOUND her. I know the happy feeling probably won't last long and I know my world hasn't suddenly all got better, but for right now I'm enjoying the fact that finally FINALLY I have someone who I feel safe with.
I so superly badly wish I could clone TTT and send a copy to you and to @Former-Member. I so VERY badly wish I could!
I super hope you don't melt in your blanket this afternoon, CheerBear. I've been trying to think of a name for your unicorn, but I haven't come up with anything yet. Have you had any ideas?
Hey @Former-Member @Former-Member @NikNik @Former-Member @Former-Member @Zoe7 @Faith-and-Hope I found her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 