...until I see my T. I have felt so stressed out this past week. All my PTSD symptoms are acting up and I have been afraid to go anywhere or do anything. I feel like my sense of personal safety has been destroyed and although I have texted my T several times, she hasn't responded often, which makes me think she is really busy right now, which just makes me feel guilty for wanting to talk to her. I know I'm not her only client and I know she has a family and friends, and I don't want to disturb that. But things this past week have been really hard, and I used to see my T on Mondays right at this time (well, the appointment would have started about a half hour ago), but we switched to Wednesdays at the beginning of this month. And I just really want to talk to her and I can't until Wednesday and ugh. And I want to give her the painting I made her, and I want to not feel so stressed out and anxious and scared. I want her to tell me that things will be okay and that I will be okay