I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. I don't know what to talk about. I use to have so much to say, and it seems like I've said it all to you. Do I really have maybe less than a year to go in therapy? I thought I heard wrong when you said it. I'm going to work really hard in and out of sessions for the next year. We should go out to dinner and celebrate when I'm done. I'll even invite some of my friends you met at the concert.

Thanks for the group therapy discussion. I'm no longer smarting over Broom Hilda and her magic potions. I will decide after the New Year about filing a complaint. I'm glad I don't have trouble discussing things with you. I trust you more and more each day. I don't fill like a failure anymore. She's just a real idiot, and unethical to boot.

Love ya. See you soon.

GTGT