I underwent a series of cogno-behavioural therapy sessions about a year ago with a young male psychologist, experiencing a work-placement with the NHS during his degree.
I saw him every week for 12 weeks. I never felt so in love.
I am still receiving treatment for depression, but I feel like I won't be able to recover without him.
I know it's natural to become attached when emotionally affected by mental illness, but fuck it - I want him. I want him so badly, and I can't seem to forget him.
Knowing there's a man somewhere in the World who knows more about me than anyone else I've ever spoken to... and I can't ever see him again.
Fucking CHRIST I love him.
Tags: love,
therapy,
therapist,
doctor,
depression
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