“And all the while I’d been also wondering how this person I was writing to had unexpectedly become my best friend—this therapist, who I also spent a lot of time wondering about. The first person other than Nan I’d felt comfortable sharing pretty much everything with. And suddenly, what seemed like a total impossibility almost felt like an inevitability. I wasn’t opening up to you in person because writing had made me more open; it was because you were you. You were always the person I wanted to talk to. So once I’d sort of mentally processed it, the first feeling was relief. But then the fear
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