T told me today that he and his wife are going on a trip for four weeks sometime in the future. I was surprised I didn't totally lose it. I was/am happy for them. I am kind of worried about how I will react when the time comes, but my first reaction wasn't/isn't one of panic. I've somehow learned that anticipatory anxiety makes things so much worse, so I can kind of redirect myself.

On the way home, though I started worrying about if he wants to get rid of me and it didn't seem in relation to him leaving. I am approaching the six year mark. So I am worried sick if he wants to get rid of me and that he thinks I'm a hopeless loser. I think it has been awhile since I have had one of these incidents.

So, I texted T and asked if he was sick of me. He responded telling me that we are okay as usual. I feel so much better.