Dear beloved T,

I have just been to meet with another potential new T. The one who has the same name as T1 and is about the same age, but is much more handsome.

He's sort of like the anti-T1. He radiates kindness and genuineness and loveliness. His approach to therapy seems to match mine almost exactly.

He is truly a perfect therapy angel. I feel like I might have invented him. Does he really exist??

I guess he is going to be my new T. That feels good, and exciting, and scary.

It also really f***ing hurts because it makes the fact that I'm going to leave you real. I feel like I'm betraying you. No-one could ever be you. I love you so much. F***.