Therapy:... i'm kind of really upset, i've grown quite attached to my therapist, she was someone who i could set in a room with and laugh. She's helped me so much, and there is no way i could possibly re-pay her for the extreme work she has pushed me to do.
I have two more sessions with her, a last assessment, and a review along with my mother coming along.
It makes me quite teary, thinking i will never see such a huge influence in my life again. I will miss her deeply, but i can only hope to give her one final gift before we have a final departure.
Day to day life: honestly becoming quite a strain, waking up can be more than draining. Some days waking up seems like an option that i never want to take. All i can do is keep moving.
All i can do is hope at this point really