He's in town this week - and (as usual) I'm a nervous wreck. When I know he's coming in from NY, I get excited that I am going to see him, I see him and feel awful, then I get totally nervous (anxiety) and exhausted ... and then depressed. I usually cry at some point during his visit to LA. Working on it with my T.

(he doesn't know how I feel - and he couldn't care less)