I am not counting how many days till I see him because I am pretending it's just an extended week.

I will not obsess--ok well maybe just a little.

I love my T and I will miss him and I will write him letters. I know breaks suck but in a weird way it allows me time to reflect on my growth since we began therapy. I feel like such a completely different person than I was a year ago.

I assume by this time next week I will be in a complete panic. Go figure.

Oh, and I will see him Jan. 3. And our last session was when I was a raving lunatic running around the office spilling water!

Yeah, he said he will be around and I can call if I need him.