Dear T,

you did it again. Just as I start trusting you again, you decide you need to leave. I don't know whether to be sad or angry or both. I can't do this again. My heart feels like it's being ripped in two. I know it's your health and I do want you to take care of yourself but I want to be selfish too and say you can't go. You said you maybe back at 3 months but I highly doubt it. I think you're gone forever. I won't go back to therapy not with someone else and maybe never again with you. I had so many bad therapists I don't want to try again. And if you do come back do I trust you to stay more than a few months-probably not. This time I can't even contact you. Last time I could do that but you didn't mention it this time. I could have really used you over these next few months especially with weight loss surgery but you're gone. Last night was our last. Saying goodbye again would hurt too much. And I won't be going to safe house. Just too painful. Well, I wish you luck. I want to write a letter but I really don't know what to say without making you feel bad which I don't want to do. Well I guess this is goodbye. I told you once that I loved you. I still do love and care for you. Maybe that's a good place to let you go. Don't forget me and thank you for all you have done. You said I made changes but those changes wouldn't have happened without you. I wish this wasn't so hard. Goodbye