I don't think this is going to work, Potential New T. I told you last week that I think (Ex T thought) I was on the spectrum, and yet you email at 6pm on Sunday to say that we have to change rooms again tomorrow morning because the new room is booked out.

I don't like last minute change. I don't do well with it, and neither do I like the old room. Too busy. People around.

And added to that the uncertainty of having to find somewhere completely new soon anyway.

And the fact that you feel distant and removed.

And the fact that you feel unavailable.

I'm due to be seeing Temp T a week Tuesday. I think I'm going to tell you tomorrow that I don't want to see you anymore.

I think I just need stability. Understanding. Warmth. Kindness. Care.

I feel like that's what will help me right now. Maybe not long term but right now, it feels like it is for the best.