Dear T, I've been in therapy with you for over 8 years. we have faced all the big demons, but I'm still ****ing up. still mindlessly eating and not being vigilant enough about my feelings. still in many ways where I was 4 or 5 years ago. I feel like you think I should be done. The thought of not seeing you every week terrifies me. maybe i stay out of control with my food because it keeps me in therapy. maybe I'll start going to your church, then you can be my friend even after therapy. maybe I sound like a stalker when I say that, but I'm really not. maybe i replaced 25 years of marriage to a domineering man to a relationship with you. i have no one else in the world who i can talk to like i talk to you.