She knows. I've been so honest. I've written it out for her. She feels criticised and that's making this worse. It's hard for me not to...tell her about how the things she's done have hurt me so badly. It's all been so bad she has been giving me an extra 10 minutes each week lately. It's meant a lot, that at least she's trying. I turned up for what was set to be my last session last week, ending in the most horrific way. She said goodbye to her previous client on the hour, and then didn't call me through until 10 past...and even that hurt...after everything. My last session. I was petrified. I just sat there waiting. Watching the time tick away. Four years, and that's how it was going to end.