Week 22 continued.
(...)is he ditching me but he's not going to be able to see me weekly now either. 'Okay, whatever' I say as I forget the appointment date we've made and get the hell out of there as fast as I can. I feel so very sad now. I'd better get home now.

Home
I'm devastated but I know I won't always be. I feel that Sue will once again rise [phoenix like]. I feel so stupid. I know this phobic fledgling is ready to fly but what a hard structure... there is so much scope for disaster on my part... it feels like a risky process. I'll miss his role so much. I really don't feel ready. But I mustn't leave now for the sake of my damaged pride. *** has knowledge that I need in order to cope with the future and whatever(...)