The irony is this: I've long kept my radar active, hoping to find this kind of person and, now that I have, it turns out she's in forbidden territory. Indeed, ethical considerations (and simple common sense, really) forbid us from mixing our personal lives with those of our clients. It would be disruptive of their lives and potentially damaging to their mental health--very counter-therapeutic. I most certainly understand and agree with this basic rule. But now I find myself doubting my capacity to remain objective with her in light of this revelation. And it's a double irony too, in that I may be forced to more fully come out to my own colleagues in order to explain an eventual decision on my part to refrain from any further contact with this woman.
I know I can remain fairly detached and relatively objective (or I think I can, at any rate); on the other hand, the question is, can she? Oh, but this is a bad situation. Double damn! I'll have to see how the next few encounters go, and just take it from there, I guess.
Oh, the irony of it all.
Love,
CJ
