He has been my patient for two years now. He comes in once a month, sometimes more if something is going on. It’s not like I’ve purposefully fantasized about him or anything but he is very handsome and successful and it’s impossible not to notice. When you combine that with the fact that he tells me personal things that no one else knows, it just creates this level of intimacy between us.
We live in the same neighbourhood so we occasionally see each other when we’re out and about. The night before last we ran into each other at the post office. We talked while we waited in line and after that we had a coffee together. When he asked me if I wanted to go back to his place I agreed. I honestly don’t even know why; I just wasn’t thinking straight. We had a glass of wine and then we wound up having sex.
I feel so guilty and I don’t know what to do. The worst part is that I can’t stop thinking about him.[Remorse]