It was always going to happen, he is such a great therapist so he has raised it but I certainly do adore him.
He is my peace😆.
My sessions (nhs) will end in 4 weeks and I will be bereft - no chance to extend. I know I will get through it but he has saved me and given me life.
I’m not sure how I love him - maybe as my saviour but it is strange to think the most significant person in my life will soon disappear forever.
I think I am posting this to wonder if anyone else has been through a similar experience and wonder how was it on the other side when contact ended?