Dear Ex T,

I feel so sick. Sick to the stomach. I regret using any of that time to talk about my dilemma, with you. I regret you talking about Teenage One so much. That wasn't what that time was for and I am gutted with how yesterday went. I want a do-over. I need more time. Please. Please just let me be with you. Please. OH MY GOD!!!!!!! I can't do this. Not in just one session. 5 years doesn't just end in one session. Seriously. Are you deluded? It's like a drug.... therapy, and you need to taper down from it, not just have it cruelly taken away from you. Please. T, Please. I am begging you. What the hell am I supposed to do with all of this craving? All of this..... needing!?!? And so I am not sure that yesterday was a good idea after all. It just reminded me of what we did have.... what we should still have. Oh T. How the hell do I do this????????????