When I was a complete idiot, and believed your second twitter account was talking to me personally, I felt a strong connection to you. It made me happy. When you took it away and started posting personal details and information on your therapist account, it made me feel stupid. Like any of your clients and non clients could now have access to all this info, whether they deserved to or not. I feel like I could depend on the old account, to come with me everywhere I went and it gave me strength. Yes I know how tragic that sounds, but I guess I really am starved of real connections from my family. I know you can’t be my family. I just miss the consistency of it all, even if I was completely wrong about the meaning behind every thing.