Thank you for being honest. You gave up on me. You will never understand how much that hurt to hear. I’m glad my note gave you the kick in the pants you needed but my faith really is shaken. Thank you for inviting me to do more of the same if you start to give up again. But umm, I don’t know if I can always do that. Someone needs to be the therapist here and since my insurance keeps getting the bills, it’s going to have to be you.
Sort yourself out.
Don’t just skim that fancy looking book, read it, too. Get more training. Ask colleagues how to help me.
Pitter patter! I’m coming up on the most difficult time of the year.
I need to know if you’re going to be trustworthy. If not I need to figure out how to prop myself up and not plan on you being there at all. I’m worried that the answer is going to be no, I can’t trust you.