Dear G, I felt so loved today. I don't know if words could ever properly express my gratitude. To tell you my deepest darkest secret and to know that you don't judge me and don't think I am disgusting. And you told me again today that I am brave. I don't feel brave. But I do feel loved, and I wish I could keep seeing you once a week instead of reducing therapy and phasing it out by December. I wish I had unlimited funds for therapy.