Dear T, I still can't get over what that one little email you sent did to my whole thought process about therapy. After we talked I put in here about wanting to win a lottery so I could keep making appointments as long as I felt like it, because we had such a good appointment and did some great work. But then you sent that email reply that I read between the lines as telling me to stop emailing and it was like a spotlight came on over a huge exclamation point on an empty stage.... despite the things that you said that you should NOT have disclosed (go re-read your T manual re: countertransference, please!) I am and never will be nothing more than a paycheck to you. Yeah I know I'm being a brat. I thought I was long past feeling all butthurt about it. Sheesh. But one thing is abundantly clear to me and that is, you were right when you said you have become more like a mentor that it's not therapy anymore. So I need to let you go, T. Somehow, some way, it's time and I need to let you go.