Goddess, how good it feels - this freedom - this I'M OVER YOU-ness at last. I feel lighter, somehow. It's been a long process; in 10 days it will have been a year since our final session. You did a lot of good, helped me in a lot of ways; but, you hurt me in other ways too and mostly because I think you never really understood the level of attachment I had to you; I also think that you were never equipped to deal with it either and both of those things caused me to stay a whole lot freaking longer than I should have.

I'm also so thankful that I'm not doing my "pollyanna, romantic, hallmark-movie-watcher" (as you called me) whitewashing of things anymore. It wasn't therapy for a long time, I don't know what it was, but it wasn't therapy, I know that now; while I remain grateful to you for the good stuff, because there was a lot of it, I'm so glad I was able to break away from the less-than-healthy rest of it. Whatever it was called.