Dear G, I can't stop thinking about you and it's driving me crazy. All I want is to be with you and know that everything is okay between us - that you are not annoyed with me for emailing you and calling you for confirmation of our appointment on Tuesday. I don't want to go to my practicum. I don't want to go to class. It's all too overwhelming right now, especially with my shoulder injury. All I want is to be sitting in your office, able to find the right words to tell you about everything since I last met with you, and to be able to cry. I feel like there are so many tears that need to come out, and I feel like if I could cry in therapy I could make you understand just how hard things have been and that you might express more care and concern for me. Is that manipulative or what?