I used to see a therapist. Her name was sally. I loved her so much and she understood me completly. I decided to give therapy a break because there was really nothing to talk about or we we would just talk about things that were irrelevant. I was depressed but tired of therapy bc I was getting nothing out of it. It is hard to talk about why u feel feel depressed when u don't even know why. Months later i started feeling more depreased. I was feeling more suicidal than usual. I decided to go see sally again. I could nt wait to see her so that I could just cry my eyes out to her. I missed her and I needed to talk to her because she really knew what I was going through. But now she is gone forever. She got a job promotion and is no longer a therapist. She is no longer my therapist. I found this out when I went to set up an appointment. The lady at the front desk told my mom to tell me that she no longer works there any more. So i was given a list a therapist that were available.....do I have to say anymore.