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Now That Therapy Is Over...


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Last night I called and found he was on vacation. I cried and cried. It reminded me of when my dad got on an airplane once, and I laid in the back of the station wagon crying my heart out. I felt exactly the same way. The same body position, everything. It went on long enough that eventually I just got lost in it. It felt like I lost my body completely, and flew around for a while, then must have fell asleep. Even writing about it now makes my hands want to go numb.

So, Bets, I have given in a left a message with the new guy to please call me, and after I've asked more questions than I usually do, and laid down some of my own rules, I may make an appointment to see him.

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