Dear university therapist,

It has been six days since you sent me an empty email, and six days since I sent you a text asking if you meant to do that, and also could you confirm my time slot for the upcoming semester because the funding people were asking. Six days.

Did I do something wrong? Are you ignoring me? Or did you just forget about me entirely?

I never wanted to become this needy idiot. I never wanted to be someone who checks her emails every 30 minutes or so just to see if you've written. It's driving me insane. I don't think I can put into words how much I hate being this person. I hate it.

I don't want to reach out to you again, because I don't want you to ever suspect that I am this needy and pathetic. I refuse to let that happen. But every time I get a new text or email and it's not from you, I want to cry.