Dear uni therapist,

It is difficult to put into words how I feel right now. I feel relieved, but I also feel so ashamed of myself for breaking down in tears like that.

At the same time, it left me in such a vulnerable state that you were able to do what you've been telling me you've wanted to do for so long, which was come and sit next to me so you could wrap your arms around me and hold me. The thing is, I felt it then. I could feel it. It was in the way you were stroking my back, softly speaking words of love with your face pressed into my hair… I could feel the love. It was so real. So healing, even if I was overcome by shame afterwards. I had at least five minutes of feeling more loved than I have ever felt before.

I'm so sorry I've doubted you. I'm sorry I've been so hard on you. It has nothing to do with you, really; it is more about the fact that I am convinced I'm unworthy of love, thus drawing the conclusion that you must be faking it. But you're not, are you?

I love you so much, and I wish I could keep you forever.