...at least I'm not obsessively checking my email anymore. there's a certain, well, comfort and sort of strength in myself (not sure that's the right word?) I've found in sitting with your non-response and figuring out the most likely why behind it. I am choosing to believe that you are not dead, that you read my check-in email and thought it was too much therapy-related so did not respond for that reason, chalking the sending of it up to my excitement at the clarity I was feeling at the time of sending, and leaving it at that.

Perhaps I have learned something after all in the umpteen years since we met.