Sorry, me again.

Just a thought, maybe some of you can relate.

I noticed that I'm less able to hold on to T in between sessions now that we're doing video therapy. I feel like I don't know how I'll make it to the next appointment, the reassurance of his presence doesn't last for more than a day or so. By day three I feel like a kid that's been abandoned in the parking lot.

When we had face to face sessions, I used to be okay until the next appointment. I felt like I could do other things, focus on my life more, because I knew and felt that he was there.

I feel like Covid reduced my world, not because I miss going out and living as such, but because I spend so much more time worrying about losing T. I feel like I'm losing sight of myself, of my existence, of my goals and pleasures, of my mind.... This is a scary place to be in and I think it's here to stay for a while.