ABSTRACT
Dr. M, a supervisee with whom I have been working for several years, opened our session with a confession that she made with some difficulty. Before I describe it, let me contextualize things a bit. Dr. M is a sensitive, skilled analyst who has been in the field for nearly two decades. She continues to seek out supervision despite considerable expertise, less because she feels clinically insecure than because she believes it enriches her work. We had worked together for five years, and I knew her to be a serious professional with an impeccable sense of commitment to her patients. For all these reasons, I found Dr. M's confession jarring.
