The only times my T has ever cancelled were before Christmas and Thanksgiving, but he let me know like 87 weeks in advance because he probably knew I would flip out.

This week, plus the next two, he has switched it to a different day during the week.

But other than holidays, he has never cancelled before. Not even once.

In the past when he has told me he won't be here for the week of a holiday I always try to act all cool and casual, like, "Oh... ok. That's fine." When really, inside, I'm having a massive mental breakdown.

Once when we couldn't have therapy for two weeks in a row because of the Christmas holiday, he suggested we do a phone session. We did, and I almost died. I hated it. It was so weird just talking to him on the phone for an extended period of time. I don't know what's wrong with me. Can I handle anything? No.