I think it's so interesting the way many of us have had such an intense post-vacation reaction to therapy. I, too, had been sort of resting on calm waters for the 2nd week of my Ts absence up until last session. The waters were so calm, in fact, that it was disturbing to me. I am used to living in extremes so not feeling anything can be quite uncomfortable.

I know for me there was also a really scary realization (that I have not yet shared with T) that I was able to make it through the two weeks he was gone. I survived on my own. What does that mean? That I don't need him? That I still do, but held at a distance?