Dear T

Between our sessions I think often about you. Like now. You don't have to work today, so you probably at home with your cute baby girl. And I feel jealous. Everytime I think of you I feel jealous. And it hurts. You are beautiful, slim, smart, funny, kind. You have a good job, you have a boyfriend and you have such a beautiful cute daughter. I don't have any of that. And I'm only a few years younger than you. I'm ****ing 25 years old and I have never had a boyfriend. I'm so lonely. I feel there's such a big difference between us. Everytime I see you I get reminded to that. To what I don't have. To what a failure I am. I just hate myself so much.