T, I want to cry so badly. I worked so hard on a project while you were away... to stay grounded, to feel connected... yes, to remind me of you and the calm you bring me. Now H said all kinds of crazy crap about me stalking you, making therapy about you, wanting to make you uncomfortable... I picked a color you almost always wear, I picked a print that matches the few pictures in your office, and a truck pattern because we have talked about the old truck... yes, all about you... but I didn’t go searching for any of it... everything can be seen from inside your office... it isn’t like I made it look like your family room... now I am scared, ashamed and self conscious... and down on myself because he hooked me and I know it. Please be gentle and please don’t make me ask for everything tomorrow.