dear pdoc,

its starting to dawn on me that i'm not going to see you again, ever, in that room we used to say hello and exchange smiles. i knew for a long time that this was coming, that parting was inevitable, but why was i not prepared for it? i'm gonna miss you so badly pdoc... you were my second t and you were the best. sometimes i wished you were my t even. sometimes i want to blame the program you're on for making you leave, but i know it myself that it's for your own good.

i guess the grieving process starts now...

truth is pdoc, the colleague you handed my case to (i shall dub him "the new guy"), i don't know if i can trust him. i'm scared pdoc. i'm scared of opening up my heart and getting it broken again.

to be honest, i've never felt this before but i miss you so badly... and im secretly hoping our paths would cross again so i have a chance to be your patient again. idk why am i feeling this way..

- htn