I get outside on warm days. This winter was very harsh, and we've only just begun having nice weather. I love to be outside, on my own property. We have a big garden and lots of room.

It's being out in public that I sometimes dread. Some days it doesn't bother me at all, and other days I just can't handle it.

I forced myself to go, today. It wasn't nearly as bad as I dreaded, but I still found it difficult.

The doctor I saw suggested that I go back into therapy.
I stopped going about 14 months ago. I had finally had a good week, and at the end of the session, the T said, "You're done. You don't need to come back."

I certainly didn't feel done, but what do you say when your T dumps you?

Now, I just feel stuck. I don't want to go back to that T, as she obviously can't help me. I also don't want to start all over again with someone new.