I almost think I have an addiction to them. I have 2 special needs clients. One is Down Syndrome, his family hired me to take care of his sexual needs. The other has traumatic brain injury (TBI). He is in a vegetative state the Dr’s call it. Yet he smiles when he hears my voice. I look forward to seeing them. Even on day’s I’m down, being with them helps me. I love the way they make me feel. I’m special, important and valued. WTF is wrong with me?