Sweet surrender

He knows me soo well. In the short time that we have been engaged in our relationship, he took the effort and expertise to learn me and my mechenisism to a tee.
Each visit with him shows me that there is no way or no place for me to run and hide from him. When I try to run he always there to greet me in my hiding place.
After soo many years of festering wounds and self blame, he is the care giver that helps heal and try and rid me of my ailments. He is teaching me how to look at my actions through understanding eyes and to leave the judging eyes behind.
He believes in me and my abbility to overcome even the highest of hills.
He is not my Master, he is not my lover, he is not even my friend, he is my shrink. And once a week for several months now, I meet this amazing man to help me learn, grow, and cleanse my mind and my spirit.
Right now I am in the middle of a identity crisis. He broke through the walls of my ways of acting and thinking and is showing me how to rebuild myself in a positive way. I am proud of my myself for the progress that I have made with O_ _ r. I am even prouder of myself for giving myself the opportunity to heal.