I wrote you a semi-long email last night. I had a lot of "not really important" questions, but I wanted to get them out of my head because they weren't going away by themselves. I also confessed to trolling ex-T's daughter's and husband's FB pages. I'm worried what you'll think of me. Worried that you won't trust what I tell you anymore. Worried that you'll tell me we have to terminate and I need to find a new T. Worried that you'll think I won't respect your boundaries. I see you in two days. The anxiety is just going to build until I'm shaking all over and feel like I'm going to pass out...