i think I've been doing okay. i haven't been particularly depressed (I've been anxious the last few days but that's a different thing). i like my job and i see my friends (two but that's more than fine with me) a lot. yesterday i had my weekly therapy appointment and that's when sam told me that she's leaving and moving an hour away. normally i wouldn't mind and just do my therapy over the phone or something but i wouldn't benefit from doing that and gas is 5.50 per gallon. im happy for sam obviously but i can't help but feel betrayed (not exactly what i feel but its close). sam started thinking about moving months ago and they started seeing me after they started thinking about moving. i can't help but think that sam made me get attached then chose to leave. logically i know that's not true. we didn't get much time to talk about it (five minutes) because my mother was with me. the appointment in general was awful. i actually had something to discuss ( the reason I've been anxious) and we never got to it. this would be fine but its seriously effecting my sleep and my ability to function as a human. i have a referral for a different therapist but i really don't want to start from meeting one again.