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I wrote a little about my T in another post, but I hope it's okay to ask this question here, if anyone has been in a similar situation. A few months ago, I asked my T to hold me in session, and he did. We did this for 5 or so more sessions, and it was the safest, most nurturing experience I've ever had. A few weeks ago, T said that he decided he felt uncomfortable with it, and that he couldn't continue doing it (he said that this decision wasn't at all related to the topic of my previous thread, it was just him deciding that he was more uncomfortable with it than he initially thought). I've worked past the shame and thoughts that "there's something wrong with me" related to his decision, and now I'm at a place where I feel really sad, as it feels like a huge loss. How can I come to terms with the fact that I'll never experience that from him again? We were trying to figure out other ways that I could get that need met, and there are some ways that might partially help, but they're not the same. For months before he started holding me, I would fantasize about it, and feel an intense aching and longing. When he held me in real life, that longing started to go down a little, and I was excited that I might be able to work through my attachment issues and emotional deprivation in a safe environment. I felt like him holding me was what I really needed to solidify that work. Now after he's changed his mind, I feel devastated. It strengthens my feelings of loss surrounding "safe" people. My mom stopped hugging me when I was younger, and those same feelings are coming up. The longing is intense and with the knowledge that I won't experience it again, I feel so much worse. I don't know how to let it go. I've talked about it with him in today's session, and I didn't really come up with a solution, but at least I expressed my feelings. How can I accept and let go of the reality? I keep trying to think of ways that I could change his mind again, and I realize that it's probably not going to get me anywhere. He is still open to hugs, and I'm grateful for that. It's not the same, though, and that hurts.