all too real comic book strip. i'm losing my therapist in the next few months, who i've been seeing for nearly 10 years, as he closes down his practice. it's really hard to imagine not having him around. i've been seeing him since moving to san francisco in 99 almost regularly except for a few years break in the middle. he has helped me so much and knows so much about my inner workings. it's really hard to imagine not having him to talk to and go over my life. it's the one hour of the week when i really let myself say and think and be anything that i am. it's my hour to be a real human being and not walled up. we're working on a possible replacement to transfer to, but it's just not going to be the same. and i will miss him dearly.