This will probably be redundant with other posts. But my feelings are particularly bothering me tonight.

It has been 26 months since I started with T. Looking back on it now, I was very distant and didn't care about going to therapy.

Now I feel like I can't live without it. T is the only one of my T's whom I trust and know that I won't be hurt. There is comfort in knowing that. I have comfort in knowing that I can tell her anything and it will be ok.

However, August is coming and she will be going away for two weeks. Last year wasn't bad. I had a substitute T and I wasn't attached. But I feel attached and hate that she is going away. I guess this is normal. but I HATE it.