All I think about is getting to my next session. I live my entire week for that one hour. I think of reasons to email him that will be acceptable and then worry I've been a bother or inappropriate if I don't get a response.

I know it doesn't help that I don't have much else interesting in my life to occupy my mind.

Then when the hour is over I get depressed because the week of waiting starts over again.

It is good to like therapy but this is really an obsession. Am I the only one? Any suggestions/help?