Dear T
I'm back at home. I now wished I had chosen to see you tomorrow instead of skipping a week and see you on our usual day. This short trip didn't went so well. I did some nice things and I had a bit of fun (sort of). But a few times I had such strong
Everytime this thought slowly went ''away''. I got distracted by other things. I see pdoc next week and you the day after him. I probably won't telly either of you about this. You probably can't help me with this. I think pdoc can't either.
I feel so alone. I don't feel close to anyone. I can't be myself, really myself, with anyone. And I can't be completely open and honest to you or pdoc.
I don't belong in this world. And I don't want to anymore.