Stupid effing transference, I thought I was over it. Just coming home from the beach and have to pass T's office. He normally works till 8pm on Wednesdays, well it was a bit past 6 pm and the place was dark and his car not there. I feel cut because he told me he was heavily booked for the next 4 weeks which is why he couldn't squeeze me in. I feel neglected and ignored and all sorts of things I can't work out. Logic tells me he maybe sick, his family maybe sick, an emergency happened etc. I feel a bit betrayed and lied to.