Today was my last session with my amazing therapist. I am sad. On the verge of tears. Nobody really knows though. I am going to miss her. I went through seven other crappy ones before I found her. I could use another year or two under her supervision. She has made a huge difference in my life. I would give up a limb to continue seeing her, or to even be friends on the side at least. Damn professional boundaries. WTF? It feels like I'm losing my best friend. Like she either never existed or she died. Ugh! I am so dependent on her. She was always motivation to get me through the week. Forgive me if I need a little extra support for awhile...